Seeing him in confusion, the man in the chair smiled and grew up. Several men left the house one after another. Before leaving, he said: "Today's busy work, there are still several families to come. You are blessed. Let's go home and realize it slowly. If you don't say it when you should say that day, you will kill you!"

......

Hu Zhengqi, who was holding the silver ingot in his hand, was now sitting on the mud, opening his mouth, as if he was in a dream, unable to understand...

At the same time, in a private room of a gambling house in Hangzhou, Liu Wang, a clerk from Mingxiangju, was kneeling on the ground sweating profusely, watching a ingot of silver on the floor in front of him circling. A middle-aged man dressed in a businessman sat in front of him with the owner of the gambling house, and said to him with a smile: "Liu Wang, you are a blessing. Do this well, purchase and sell the previous debt, and the ingot of silver will also belong to you."

Liu Wang: "..."

The next morning, Liu Wang, a friend from Mingxiangju, came to the teahouse to work as usual. Today, he was extremely diligent and burned water and was very busy.

Looking at the sky, it was about to be morning. When the shopkeeper shouted, Liu Wang agreed, and then came to the back hall and took down a set of Jingdezhen official kiln white porcelain tea set from the cabinet. After that, the shopkeeper personally brought the tea set to the second floor.

Liu Wang then opened a blue and white porcelain jar and began to do something he was very familiar with - preparing tea for Mr. Zhu.

Mr. Zhu Zheng is the clerk of the criminal room of Renhe County.

For the grass-roots people like Liu Wang, Mr. Zhu is the most luxurious person in Hangzhou. In the early years, Mr. Zhu also went to the county government office to pay a chance. In recent years, he has stopped urging Mao. He came to Mingxiang Restaurant on time to have a pot of morning tea and used some snacks. He spent the morning to send his apprentices, lawyers, and various people from all walks of life who came to him to do business. After noon, he disappeared again - Mr. Zhu had three bedrooms outside the house, and he always had to take care of them one by one.

Just as Liu Wang opened the celadon tea pot exclusively by Mr. Zhu, poured out the Mingqian Longjing from the inside, and started brewing, the shopkeeper's loud greeting sounded from the outside. Liu Wang didn't need to look at it, and this was Mr. Zhu entering the door.

In just one minute of tea making, Liu Wang was already pale and sweating profusely. After the teapot was ready, Liu Wang first looked left and right, and then took out a tiny crystal bottle from his arms.

Through this crystal bottle as long as a little finger and as thick as a wheat straw, Liu Wang could clearly see the yellow rice-sized pill in the bottle.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth, pulled out the bottle plug, and slanted slightly, and the pill slid into the teapot.

After all this, Liu Wang wanted to carry the pot upstairs, but his legs were shaking like sieve at this moment. He couldn't take a step. He had no choice but to shout low and wave to call a friend from the outside.

Liu Wang wiped the sweat with a neck towel and said to the mate with a wry smile: "Xiao Liao, I might have eaten my body yesterday. I got up this morning and my legs became weak. You can bring this pot of tea with me."

Xiao Liao did not doubt that he had him, so he picked up the pot and went up to the second floor.

Seeing that the mate went upstairs, Liu Wang turned around and held the desk and took a breath. After a while, when the shopkeeper went downstairs, Liu Wang went over and claimed the shopkeeper with a pale face. He went out amid the complaints of the shopkeeper.

After leaving, he turned into an alley and turned around and looked back, Liu Wang smiled bitterly - the consequences were indeed somebody following him. He had no choice but to bow his head and report to the person who came.

The consequences of this incident began to slowly emerge after a few hours.

Mr. Zhu felt a little uncomfortable until after lunch, so he didn't go to the house today and went home to rest. After waking up in the evening, he couldn't even get out of bed!

The family hurriedly invited someone to invite a doctor from Xiuhetang. After taking the pulse, the word "acute diarrhea" fell into trouble, and the Zhu family was immediately infuriated.

Just when Mr. Zhu fell ill and the Zhu family was in chaos, in a teahouse not far from Xiuhetang, Chu saw Li and Master Miaoshu sitting by the window, drinking tea and talking.

After a while, the person sent to the doctor to inquire was back. After listening to the spy's report, the master laughed: "Checkout, checkout."

Mr. Chu San was still a little worried. After walking out of the store, he couldn't help asking: "People are still being treated, why not take a look?"

Master Miaoshu nourishes yin and yang for the past two days, has a radiant appearance and is very strong in his conversation: "What are you waiting for? Zhu Zheng coughs up phlegm, has chest tightness, sweats, and will definitely have diarrhea tomorrow, and hematuria. All the appearances are consistent with diarrhea, and he will not survive the future."

Speaking of this, the master smiled: "I will end this poison myself, and it will take a lot of effort to resolve it. What kind of birds do you want to use for a few doctors? Even if you invite the imperial doctor, you will not be able to redeem Zhu Zheng's life!"

"The master's method is exquisite, I admire it. I wonder if this kind of magical poison has its name?"

“Ricin.”

"Oh...Castor? This... is not so conspicuous, it's a coincidence, this is a good name!"

......

At this point, the preliminary preparations for the Time Traveler have been completed.

Mr. Zhu Zheng must get rid of it - whether it is Huang Qi, the biggest political backstage of the Beggars' Gang, or the behavior of cultivating Huang Qi over the years, he must die.

Time travelers cannot put all their hopes of calming the situation on Liu Yaozu. Political revenge initiated by an elderly official in the dark is very troublesome. Instead of spending a lot of effort afterwards, it is better to cut the mess quickly in advance. The Middle Ages was an era when people were successful. The power vacuum and chaos left by a key figure after the death of a key figure is enough for everyone to do their business.

August 11, 1627, at noon on the first day of the seventh lunar month.

In the east of Hangzhou, Wuxian Temple is located behind a miscellaneous forest outside Qingtai Gate, and it is lively.

Wuxian Temple is a famous temple with both inside and outside. From this name, you can guess that it will not offer sacrifices to Buddhas or worship the Three Qing Dynasties. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the government has no choice but to offer sacrifices to the people. The Tiantuan in the lewd worship: the Brothers of Wutongshen are the main owner of this temple.

The Wuxian Temple outside Qingtai Gate is relatively dilapidated. The Sanjin Temple courtyard was old and dark, and the clay sculptures of the Wutongshen Brothers were driven to the front hall.

The main hall is quite strange: there is no statue of the god inside, but there is a large-scale painting of a figure on the wall of the hall: Yan Song, a high-ranking official wearing a red robe, black gauze on his head, soap boots on his feet, a jade belt on his waist, a silver bowl on his left hand and a golden chopstick in his right hand, but he looked up at the sky because he was hungry.

Yan Song, who was the most powerful minister, was starved to death in the end. Because of rumors that the emperor named him "Tou of the World Capital" when his home was raided, he was the general leader of beggars in the world. Therefore, after the Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty, beggars in some places began to worship Yan Song as the beggar god, which was the same routine as the gentlemen in Liang worshipped Shi Qian.

Wuxian Temple, which is painted with the statue of Yan Song, is naturally related to beggars.

In fact, from when, the Wuxian Temple outside Qingtai Gate became the main hall of the Beggars' Gang. The main hall is the party of the Beggars' Gang. On weekdays, Tuantou opens the hall here to investigate cases, execute executions, and handle affairs of all gangs. On the first day of the first day of the day, the masters of the various halls inside and outside the city will come to Wuxian Temple to worship the group head and pay the monthly rules.
Chapter completed!