200、The truth is not true(1/2)
"It turned out that it was the head of the pavilion, and I was disrespectful. It seemed that I had disturbed a good deal."
Meng Qiyi pointed out something. The leader of Changxin's gang turned pale after his words, and he just wanted to dig a hole in the spot and drill in.
Not because of shame, but because of embarrassment and deep fear.
What did the Changxin Gangzhu come to the inn to do? Naturally, he wanted to sell news to Fengxingge.
——The national rank of the previous dynasty appeared, and the Fengwei Escort Agency turned out to be the Jinyiwei of Qi Chao?!
If Mr. Cai hadn't recognized the person, he wouldn't have known the origin of this evil star!
If you run slowly, the news will be worthless.
The victim was hit head-on by selling others' whereabouts for profit... This made her scalp numb, and what was even more terrible was that Meng Qi obviously didn't look like a tolerant and generous person who refused to pursue the matter.
When Lenovo's experience last night, the leader of Changxin's gang felt a chill on the back of his neck.
The trick of feeding mosquitoes is really hard to describe. Fortunately, he was covered in mud and learned some skills to restrain his energy in his early years. He was not "taken by wild mosquitoes". The leader of Changxin Gang thought that when the sun rose today, he felt the urge to bare his teeth when he saw the tragic appearance of the dragon head.
It looks itchy.
The leader of Changxin Gang used his own judgment and felt that Meng Qi must have settled the score with him.
Little did I know that Meng Qi had long thought of it deeper, and that this was not the thing he was going to pursue.
"Fengxing Pavilion is famous in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to call it as thunderous as thunder." Meng Qi looked at the scholar with a smile.
"I dare not, we are just the end of the market. We collect the news that the people in the martial arts world need and sell them to their lives. How dare we make a big spoil in front of Master Meng?"
The Lord of Qiuge is humble and does not look like a giant crocodile with a prominent reputation.
In fact, Fengxing Pavilion has touched the bottom line of many sects in the martial arts world. Although there have always been organizations selling news in the martial arts world, those people have their own concerns and dare not do too exaggerated business. Usually, they just search for news, sort it out and then sell it after they are sold. Sometimes even rumors are sold, and it may even become a place where those who are interested spend money deliberately spread rumors.
This is the gangster news dealer in the eyes of the sects. Those who are as irregular as Fengxingge should disappear early.
As a result, Fengxing Pavilion did not disappear, and the business of the branches in various places was booming. After receiving the money, it revealed the secrets of the sect without any scruples. Even the children of many young and romantic martial arts seniors who were left outside, not to mention the dirty things done by some hypocritical people.
I was so angry that I came to the door to make trouble, wanted to silence, and I was afraid that I would be known if I did something that could not be seen...number of them were afraid of being known.
The safety of Fengxing Pavilion proves that it has many masters under its command and has masters in the branches of various places. Compared to this, being able to detect many secrets and master various information at the first time is another great thing.
It is precisely because of the latter that Meng Qi pays attention to Fengxingge.
Those who once led troops to trample on Jiuzhou were very clear about the importance of intelligence.
The contact between Taijing Mudanfang made him interested in Fengxing Pavilion. When he was in Taijing, he specifically followed these people for a while, and finally found that they were real people from the martial arts world and had nothing to do with the government. However, Meng Qi did not relax his vigilance, because Fengxing Pavilion's business targets also included merchants who transported goods and sold goods.
You can tell the price of grain, cloth, salt and salt in various places, where the harvest is abundance, and whether the officials are honest... What is this useful force? What is the purpose of cultivating this power?
Meng Qi was suspicious, but also felt that he was too careful. Because Fengxing Pavilion had no bad record, he also exposed the crimes of many people (although it was charged money). The accurate and effective commercial information benefited some caravans a lot, and at the same time alleviated the high prices in some places, and the people suffered less from stockpiling and shortage of goods.
Local businesses that try to buy all the goods to push up prices will encounter merchants who are eager to make profits, one ship after another, and one fleet a day. Unless the government finds a reason to confiscate the goods, which businesses can control the market and continue to stock up on goods?
In the eyes of court officials, Fengxing Pavilion is extremely dangerous and has unclear intentions.
But in addition, it has more benefits to the people and vaguely restricts the sects in the martial arts world who think they can do evil things (except for the ancestor Qingwu who is determined to rebel and do big things). Meng Qi simply put aside his doubts.
This life is no longer the Chu Dynasty, and many things are changing. As long as it is not for disaster to the countryside, there is no need to make a judgment on the other side.
People do not care about their hearts, and their Tao does not seek truth.
If you care too much about other people's true intentions and goals, there will be not much in the world.
On the way to Yuzhou by carriage, Meng Qi and Mo Li also mentioned Fengxingge when chatting, curious about what such an unusual leader of the world news dealer would look like.
Maybe it was a person who was in his fifties who had accumulated a lot of connections and started to make money to support his old age, or maybe it was a young and ambitious person who was ready to do something big. Unexpectedly, they met the Fengxing Pavilion Master in this dilapidated inn.
Meng Qi glanced at the inn shopkeeper stuck under the counter.
The shopkeepers are not like people from Fengxing Pavilion. The leader of Changxin gang is in a hurry to sell the news. How can he find this inn accurately?
Could it be—
Ge Changxin, the sloppy man, had met with Fengxing Pavilion Master a little earlier. He knew that this great man who knew many secrets in the world could afford the price here and was also interested in the rumors about the national master of the previous dynasty.
"The Lord of the Pavilion has come here, I guess it's not that there is a fun place to watch it."
Meng Qi refers to the endless four gangs and twelve meetings outside the inn.
The scholar laughed and said, "What's so good about this? How can I buy and sell 600 taels of gold?"
He was unexpectedly direct, not to mention Meng Qi, even Mo Li felt strange.
What is Fengxing Pavilion doing? Are you showing off?
Meng Qi was not willing to buy it and jokingly said: "The most expensive news in Fengxing Pavilion is worth a thousand gold. What kind of category does Piaoping Pavilion belong to?"
Qiu Jing said calmly: "Most of the news in Fengxing Pavilion is marked with clear prices, which is also a business that you and I want to do. But sometimes the news varies from person to person. For example, if you don't mention it below, Master Meng can also find out the origins of 600 taels of gold. Buying news is just to verify your thoughts and save time, so the news cannot be raised by Master Meng. It is not worth it, so I can just use it as a meeting gift."
These words are comprehensive and extremely beautiful.
Not only did it sound so pleasant, but it didn't lose Fengxingge's face.
Mo Li couldn't help but look at the scholar again.
Meng Qi noticed immediately.
This is not a taste of food, and Meng Qi will not be petty about such trivial matters.
What? This is the national teacher?
No, insight into the subtlety and distinctive are strengths.
Meng Qi was concerned about this because when the owner of Fengxing Pavilion reported to his house just now, Mo Li's reaction seemed to be a beat slower, and his eyes looked at Qiu Jing suspiciously.
That was not a surprise reaction, but more like seeing something confused, and it was delayed for further determination.
When Meng Qi wanted to ask, Mo Li had returned to her usual appearance.
With the unintentional reminder from the doctor, Meng Qi paid attention everywhere, and now he really saw some clues.
Qiu Jing was young, but he was extremely calm. In addition, a group of martial arts masters followed him step by step, and they all looked obedient and respectful, which made people immediately look at Qiu Jing a little higher.
Qiu Jing’s martial arts skills are not high.
Not as good as his men.
He was not very good-looking and looked extremely ordinary. When others saw him, they would think Qiu Jing deliberately restrained his breath, making people unable to see through the reality and reality, so they became increasingly afraid to act rashly.
However, what Dr. Mo noticed as soon as he met was another matter.
Qiu Jing's slightly changed expressions at the two of them, as well as the gaze that swept across his earlobes and necks, suddenly stiffened.
The owner of Fengxing Pavilion was a little disbelief, and his smile remained unchanged. He threw out several information from Piaoping Pavilion directly, which was full of sincerity.
As the saying goes, don’t hit people with smiley faces.
If this smiling person has great means and powerful and can speak without any leakage, others will always give face.
Meng Qi accepted the show of goodwill and left the inn with Mo Li.
As soon as they left, the leader of Changxin immediately came over with a hard face and said something begging for mercy, swearing that he was definitely not the one who led the person to trick Qiu Jing. He was really caught by accident.
Qiu Jing knew that this was indeed the case, but this did not prevent him from taking advantage of the situation and intimidating and blackmailing the leader of Changxin's gang, making the latter shrank his hands and feet and dared not speak, and finally left awkwardly.
"People's Lord..."
Qiu Jing was called by her subordinates and then she came back to her senses.
He touched his neck and actually took off his "Adam's apple".
This is a fake Adam's apple made of noodles, which is hard and soft. After applying oil, a layer of bean powder is rubbed in. It is commensurate with the skin color and can be said to be exactly the same.
"It didn't fall, how did they find out?" Qiu Jing asked in confusion.
"The Lord of the Pavilion means—"
The follower was shocked.
His master is actually in his thirties. In order to conceal the fact that his tone is slightly higher than that of a man, he pretends to be young and his voice has not completely changed.
"Although the Pavilion Master does not appear in front of others often, no one has ever discovered your identity."
There have been people who dress up as men since ancient times, but it is difficult to pretend to be like them.
One is posture, and is used to the constraints of ethics. Men and women have different habits when walking and talking to each other. They will also feel a deep sense of incongruity when disguising themselves, which makes people feel awkward.
One is conversation. Women don’t have many opportunities to see things outside, and it is difficult for them to talk about their own opinions on weekdays, so they always feel a little bit shy and care a lot about being touched.
Of course, there is no such problem in Qiu Jing.
She didn't even have ear piercings.
He didn't disguise, but the one who made a fake was an Adam's apple.
A handsome and beautiful boy may be suspected to be dressed as a man.
However, a poor scholar with a poor appearance and a thick and dark skin will never have any doubts for no reason.
Qiu Jing was born like this.
What are the willow-leaf eyebrows, what are the cherry mouths, what are the poria powder applied... it is not necessary.
If she really had a lotus face and a pair of affectionate eyes, and her skin was as white as white as the skin, she wouldn't even be tanned even if she was sunburned, she would be worried to death.
To be continued...