Chapter 8: Inviting You into the Urn

  They chose a place in Zhengnanfang Alley, which is the busiest street. There are many people and shops, with the most pedestrians.

  "Oh no, kind old man and woman, who can save my dad?"

  Li Xiuzi carried Dashier on his back, wailing and crying, and knelt down in the most bustling place on the main street. Several rascals had discussed it earlier, as soon as they saw him come out, everyone surrounded him, asking for the reason with seven mouths and eight tongues.

  "My dad had a stroke..." Li Mangzi cried with a face full of snot and tears, looking like a lonely and filial son. The Dashi he was carrying on his back was also a rogue from the capital city, but he was just a Mongolian slave, who had been brought to Beijing as a prisoner of war since the Yongle era, and his family business had long been ruined. Every day, he would do some petty thefts on the streets, and in fact, there was not much difference between him and the Han people.

  He had a big beard that was gray and white, he wasn't very old but looked quite elderly, they said he was Li Mang's father, judging from his appearance, it was about right.

  "Good grief, he's had a stroke! There's no saving him now."

  Several idlers shook their heads, all saying that there was no cure. Da Sha's face turned iron-green as he forced himself to hold back his laughter, while Li Xiangzi cried uncontrollably on his body, making him extremely itchy. To say the least, he was quite miserable.

  With all the commotion, there were originally many people on the street. The common people of Da Ming loved to watch the excitement, and with nothing to do for a long time, idle people were everywhere. Before long, they surrounded the area in layers, packed tightly together.

  "Hurry up and make way, I've called for a doctor."

  Xue Baozi had long since slipped out, took a look at the timing and invited a middle-aged scoundrel dressed as a doctor to come in. He had specially changed his clothes, wearing a Taoist robe, with a Zhengyang scarf on his head, and he really looked like a doctor.

  The onlookers saw the doctor arrive and made way for him to enter.

  That scoundrel's acting skills are also impressive. Originally, the scoundrels in the capital had many tricks up their sleeves when it came to swindling people by pretending to be ill. Everyone played their part and worked together seamlessly, having done this sort of thing countless times before.

  After feeling the pulse on Dashier's wrist for half a day, and then looking at his eyes, and touching his chin, the doctor shook his head: "Forget it, this filial son, your old father is beyond saving. I think you have money to seek medical treatment and buy medicine, so it's best to handle the aftermath as soon as possible."

  As soon as this sound came out, Li Mang's crying became even more heartbreaking and the people around him all shook their heads in sighs. This filial son was indeed very filial, crying so sorrowfully, it was really pitiful.

  The more commotion there was, the more people gathered to watch, and Li Mang's wails grew louder. Tears streamed down his face, and he looked truly pitiful.

  "Move aside, let me take a look."

  The quarrelsome and unyielding, a scoundrel with the surname Cao pushed his way in. This fellow was dressed elegantly, with an extremely loyal and honest look on his face. As soon as he came in, he asked about the cause of the matter in a few words, then deliberately made a strange expression.

  Someone chimed in: "Sir, if you have something to say, just say it. If this goes on any longer, this filial son is going to cry himself to death!"

  "Alas, it can't be helped!" The scoundrel with the surname of Cao stamped his foot and said: "I've obtained a prescription for holy water from the immortal master outside Guangqu Gate that can cure all illnesses. It was originally meant for my lame uncle, but since things have come to this pass, saving lives is more important."

  "Is the water symbol useful?"

  "How useless! The immortal master believed in the unborn old mother, which is the most effective. At Guangqu Gate, it's already well-known to everyone."

  Guangqu Gate was the most remote gate in the capital at that time. Once out of Guangqu Gate, it was a desolate wilderness with few houses and mostly farmland. The people here, of course, did not know whether there really was such a "fairy master" near Guangqu Gate.

  However, of course, try the symbol water first.

  Someone brought a bowl, the talisman paper was burned in the bowl, water was added, and then Da Sha's jaws were pried open, and it was poured down. The talisman water didn't matter how, Da Sha let out an "ah" and slowly came to.

  "Heavens! It really works!" Xue Baozi shouted first, and then many onlookers also exclaimed in surprise.

  In these times, how many common people can withstand such deception? The efficacy of the talisman was demonstrated right before their eyes, and immediately many people took the bait. Some began to ask where the immortal master was located and how much money they had to pay for the talisman paper. The scoundrel Cao became very arrogant and started boasting about the miraculous effects of the immortal master's talismans and the mysterious powers of the Queen Mother of the West.

  The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, and Cao, the rascal, became more and more excited, speaking with increasing fervor.

  A young wife who didn't obey her mother-in-law was blown away by a Taoist priest's spell for dozens of miles. A certain person over 70 years old asked for talismans and gave birth to a big fat baby boy. A cripple who had been crippled for 20 years used a paper charm and water, and immediately walked freely.

  Cao Wulai spoke with flying eyebrows and dancing colors, and the surrounding onlookers were getting more and more numerous. Among the onlookers, there were also a few who felt that the scene in front of them was somewhat inappropriate. After hearing the rascals mention the White Lotus Sect, several clever people suddenly realized.

  "Hey, gentlemen, don't mention this matter..." Just as he was about to stop him, it was already too late.

  The surrounding intersections have been sealed off, a group of burly men like wolves and tigers are rushing forward, the embroidered spring knives in their hands have been drawn out, waving in the air, emitting a cold chill!

  Zhang Jiamu led the way, charging forward with a loud shout: "The Imperial Guard is here to conduct an investigation! Everyone, put your hands behind your heads and squat down!"

  This is entrapment...

  Zhang Jiamu thought that this trick was not unusual at all. In fact, in a few decades, the Brocade Guards would have invented this method themselves, and it's all about procedure. He didn't know that the Brocade Guards would make such a fuss, but the fishing law enforcement of later generations was really famous.

  There are ready-made tricks, no need to use them in vain!

  This group of rascals is just bait, and the people who listen to their nonsense or want to invite them for a drink are just fish on the hook. In this dynasty, officials can talk nonsense all they want, but ordinary people have no freedom to speak at all. The original most important task of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was to investigate and handle cases of treason and incitement, including Mingjiao and Bailianjiao, which are both forms of incitement. Those who dare to talk nonsense will be immediately arrested and interrogated, and even if someone just dares to gather around to listen, they will be guilty of the same crime and will be arrested and interrogated!

  Whether it is the Ministry of Justice or the Emperor who knows about this matter today, there will be no criticism of the way Jin Yiwei handles things.

  This move is played beautifully!

  Under his roar, dozens of onlookers were frightened pale, everyone subconsciously followed Zhang Jia's orders, squatting in place, holding their heads with both hands, and a few timid ones had already been scared to the point of wetting their pants.

  Zhang Jiamu saw what was happening in front of him and knew that his business was already done. If he continued to intervene, it would be a bit awkward.

  He stepped back and stood behind Lao Gou, with a loyal and protective look. Ren Yuan winked at him and secretly gave a thumbs up, the two brothers exchanged a silent smile: Today's show was really impressive.

  He let out a silent sigh. Today's events would surely be recorded in the annals of the Brocade Guard, unfortunately, he wasn't the main character.

  Due to the lack of enthusiasm, the order was given in a somewhat listless and irritable tone: "Bring people, take down all those present, take them to the Beizhen Fu Si, and thoroughly interrogate the case of demonic words!"

  "Yes, sir!"

  The rest of the cavalrymen were overjoyed, this time everyone showed their faces. After returning to the barracks, they really bragged about it.

  When the Jin Yiwei came to arrest people, no one dared to resist. The ferocity of the Jin Yiwei was well-known, and everyone was tied up tightly. Several Jin Yiwei even had smiles on their faces - they were not arresting people, but rather bundles of silver taels that could be moved around.

  Not only did they gain face, but also gained substance, all thanks to Zhang Jiamu. Thinking of this point, everyone's gaze towards Zhang Jiamu became even more friendly.

  In the Imperial Guards, I'm not afraid of your ruthlessness or your skills. Without three inches of guts, you wouldn't dare to join the Imperial Guards. To be in the Imperial Guards, one must be like Zhang Jiamu - ruthless and cunning at the same time, with a clever mind.

  "Fall in!" Yu Duo loudly commanded: "Send someone to deliver a message to Bai Hu Da Ren, things are done here!"

  Menda already knew.

  On this side, the development of things has been constantly reported to Mendā by someone who is sitting in town. When a group of people gathered around the scoundrels and some asked whether the symbol water was effective or not, Mendā already knew that this matter was a success.

  "Good kid, it seems that you not only have excellent martial arts skills, but also a quick mind. You're really worth cultivating!"

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