Luo nine needles

Chapter 84

A few soldiers who were not on duty were joking and holding a residence newspaper as they went in and out of the city gate.

"There it is again."

"And hijacked so much money."

"Hey, speaking of Motu"

They stopped talking and turned to look at the person next to him. Although the person next to him was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, he seemed to be lazily basking in the sun, but unlike other resting guards, he kept his eyes on the city. People coming in and out of the door.

"Zhang Yuan." A guard waved his residence newspaper in front of his eyes, "I remember that you were dismissed because of Motu. Look, Motu is committing crimes again now."

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and waved away the mansion newspaper in front of him, not even interested in reading it.

"It's not surprising." He just stared at the city gate without seeming to blink, and said coldly, "If there is one, there will be two. If you have something, you can learn. If you don't get rid of one thief, there will be endless thieves."

As they were talking, a group of officials came rushing from the city gate, wrapped in cloaks, and equipped with equipment on horseback.

When passing by the city gate, they did not go straight and rein in their horses to stop.

"Boss Zhang." One of the officers shouted.

Zhang Yuan's eyes fell on this official servant, and he saw that it was the servant he had supervised in Jingzhao Mansion.

Not just one, but all three.

They jumped down with excitement in their eyes: "Boss, we"

"Don't call me boss, I'm guarding the gate now." Zhang Yuan said, smiling.

"I haven't changed my habit yet." An officer laughed and said hurriedly, "What do you think we are going to do?" Without waiting for Zhang Yuan to ask, he took the initiative to say, "Let's urge the local government to arrest Motu."

Zhang Yuan snorted, and the city gate guard next to him hurriedly held up the mansion to report, "This is it." "It's pretty fast." "Is the imperial court going to inspect?"

The guard nodded: "Yes, His Majesty ordered Dali Temple to intervene in this matter, and Liu Siqing dispatched people to supervise it."

Then he looked at Zhang Yuan again.

"Boss, we still remember your business, so we took the initiative to ask for this job."

This kind of foreign job is not a good job, the local government is not easy to deal with, and if the job is not done well, you will be scolded when you come back, and it is very dangerous to arrest the murderer.

Zhang Yuan finally put on a solemn expression, cupped his fists and saluted: "It's been a hard journey."

A few servants returned the courtesy with a smile, since it was too inconvenient for them to chat because of official business, they bid farewell to Zhang Yuan, got on their horses and galloped away.

Zhang Yuan watched him off, and leaned against the city wall again to stare at the people entering and leaving the city gate.

The torches illuminated the small mountain village, the sound of dogs barking, mixed with horseshoe footsteps, the noise, and the official and soldier robes greatly comforted the villagers who had just suffered a catastrophe.

"What to dress like"

"What did they say?"

"How many people are there?"

After listening to the cries of the villagers and checking the casualties, the officers and soldiers gathered in front of the leader who led the team.

"Only some people were injured, but no one was killed," said an officer and soldier.

"Only a part of each family is robbed." Another officer said, "If you say you want to help other weak people, don't let everyone feel sad. This is doing good deeds."

The leader laughed when he heard this, and cursed: "The robbery has turned into doing good deeds, what nonsense!"

"Is this what Mo Tu does?" The officers and soldiers also asked with strange expressions.

"Anyway, that's how the information above describes it." The leader looked at it with a torch while holding the documents, and said, "Wear straw sandals, wear simple clothes, and claim to be a chivalrous man."

After reading it, I also curled my lips, what a weird school.

He put away the paperwork.

"Are you sure which direction you are going?"

The officers and soldiers nodded.

"Should we also search nearby?" An officer and soldier thought of something, pointing not far away, "I remember there is a group of bandits on the top of the hill here."

The leader looked in front of his eyes: "I know that group of bandits. They were encircled and suppressed last time, and there were not many left. They were scared, so they dared to go down the mountain to steal a chicken, duck, and sheep."

At present, it is important to complete the tasks assigned by the court.

That's Motu, the emperor intervened, and Dali Temple supervised it.

And as mentioned above, those Mo disciples are extremely good at disguising, especially the restaurants and tea shops.

The artisans of restaurants and tea shops are all gathered in the city.

"You guys." He pointed to a group of officers and soldiers, "Go over there and warn those bandits."

As for other people, don't waste them here.

The leader waved his hand and signaled: "The others follow me."

As the noisy people and horses left, the small mountain village fell into the night again, and the barking of dogs gradually subsided. Occasionally, the wailing of the wounded and the grief of relatives could be heard.

Although he was not killed, it is a disaster for the poor villagers to be injured, especially as the main force of the family, coupled with being robbed of half of their savings, it is not known whether the old and young can survive until the beginning of spring.

The winter night is so cold that no one can sleep.

A family at the entrance of the village lit up an oil lamp, a young woman came in holding a bowl, an old woman was sitting in the room, and another person was lying on the bed.

"Mother." The woman said softly, with a strong nasal voice, "The medicine is ready."

The old woman got up and walked to the bedside, calling out, "Ah Shui, take your medicine."

There was a man lying on the bed, facing inward without moving, he only said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, ma'am, I don't need to take medicine, I'm fine."

The old woman sighed: "How can you not take medicine, you were seriously injured, and you were beaten just now, so don't be careless."

"Those thieves..." The man turned around suddenly, his eyes were under the lamp, and his anger could not be concealed.

"I know you want to rescue the folks, but you really can't fight them." The old woman persuaded, "They just want to grab things. If they get annoyed, they will kill people."

"Brother Ah Shui, don't worry." The woman said, "The officers and soldiers have come to investigate. I heard that it was an order from the imperial court. Those Mohists committed a heinous crime and must die a good death."

The man propped himself up, his eyes were full of anger: "They are not."

The words came to his lips and he swallowed again, not knowing whether it was due to weakness or something, he also fell back.

The old woman and the woman hurriedly supported and asked, and the man closed his eyes and took a few breaths to calm down.

"Okay," he said, "I'll take the medicine."

The old woman and the woman breathed a sigh of relief, fed the man with medicine, the woman let the old woman rest, and she stayed here.

It is said to be resting, that is to say, a board was set up on the other side of the room, and the old woman went to lie down by herself. She was old, coupled with fright, and fell asleep soon after being exhausted.

The woman sits in front of the brazier, mending shoes and socks by means of an oil lamp.

"Miss Chuntao." The man on the bed suddenly called softly.

The woman hurriedly put down her needle and thread, and went over to ask, "Brother Ah Shui, what's wrong?"

The man lay on the bed and said: "You and the aunt saved me, but I haven't been able to repay you yet."

"You don't need to repay. At that time, you were lying on the river beach. Anyone who saw you would save you. This is human nature." The woman said softly.

The man was silent for a moment.

"I haven't been able to repay you, and now I have to trouble you," he said, "and may bring you danger."

The woman looked at the man on the bed. Although she looked haggard and bloodless, her eyes were still sharper than ordinary people.

She clenched her hands and said, "Say it."

Out of the first month, the cold wind is still like a knife.

Early in the morning, there were not many people in the town. Pedestrians were all tightly wrapped in their robes, and a country girl wrapped in a headscarf was even more shrunk in a corner, as if it took a while before she had the strength to walk.

"Shoes, shoe soles, thousand-layer soles, straw sandals," she whispered, carrying a basket.

Various shoe soles were hung on the basket, shaking as the village girl walked.

However, the business was not very good, and it was not sold until the sun rose. The rich disdain this kind of thing, and those without money would rather make it by themselves.

The village girl walked almost all over the city, and finally she couldn't move anymore, so she found a corner and squatted down to rest, took out the cold thick flour pancakes and ate slowly.

"That big sister."

Suddenly a female voice shouted from the opposite alley.

The village girl looked over in a daze, and saw a woman standing in front of the door, holding a vegetable basket in one hand, picking out dried vegetable roots, and saw her look over and wave again.

"How do you sell your shoe soles?" the woman asked loudly, "Come here and let me have a look."

There was finally a business, but the village girl didn't immediately run over happily, she was still a little nervous, so that she almost choked on the dry biscuits stuck in her throat.

The woman seemed a little strange, and raised her voice to ask, "Aren't you selling the soles of your shoes?"

The village girl took a deep breath and walked over carrying the basket: "For sale, for sale."

"I'll see if it's for sale," the woman said, wiping her hands on her apron. "There are so many children in the family, and they grow up so fast. It's hard to do with so much spring work."

The village girl lowered her head, she was very unskilled when she came out to sell for the first time, her voice was tense and timid: "Yes, it's my handicraft, all of them are very strong."

Like all women when shopping, they dig out all kinds of shoe soles in the basket, look left, right, up and down, pinch them back and forth, vowing to spend the least money to buy the best ones.

The village girl let her carry it. Suddenly, the woman's hand was holding a straw sandal, caressing a straw knot that fell on it, and the village girl lowered her head like a fire.

A woman's voice came from beside her ear.

".You did this very delicately. What's your request?"

The village girl only felt that her ears were buzzing, and she was speechless for a while.

The next moment, the woman smiled and said, "I mean, you have put a lot of thought into it, but how much can you sell these straw sandals for?"

After saying this, the village girl still lowered her head and said nothing.

Apparently not, the woman put down the straw sandals and picked up a pair of cloth soles: "I'd better buy more expensive cloth."

Before she finished speaking, the village girl raised her head, clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, and said, "Money is priceless when you walk the road. Nantang has something to say."

The woman was slightly startled, then a smile appeared in her eyes, and she nodded three times in front of her with the shoe in her hand: "Please tell me."

When night shrouded the mountain village again, the village girl Chuntao stepped into the house.

The man on the bed heard her come in and struggled to get up
"Brother Ah Shui, lie down quickly and don't move." Chuntao said hurriedly, showing the basket to the old woman with unconcealed excitement, "Mother, the soles of the shoes are sold, I bought lard back."

The old woman said yes repeatedly, took the basket and looked at it: "It's really quite a lot, there is no shortage of meat for half a year." She said and walked out, "I will cook it well."

After she went out, Chuntao looked at the man on the bed, the excitement on her face under the dim light had not dissipated.

"I found it, and I gave you the note you wrote." She said in a low voice, and then took out a small straw knot and handed it over, "Look at it, right?"

She handed it over, and the man raised his left hand to take it.

"I'll bring the lamp." Chuntao said.

The man said no, touched the knot in the palm of his hand, nodded and said, "That's right."

Chuntao sat down with a sigh of relief: "Great, I'm really afraid of admitting my mistake." Then she asked, "Then your family will come to pick you up?"

The man smiled: "No, what I told them is something more important, and I will continue to bother you."

Chuntao couldn't help laughing: "No trouble, no trouble."

The old woman's voice sounded outside the house, "Chuntao, come and serve the dishes."

Chuntao responded loudly and went out happily.

The man was lying on the bed holding the grass knot in his palm, he had done his best, and the rest was up to others.

In the roadside inn late at night, many people rested, and the stables were busy. Two people squatted beside the haystacks and looked at the notes in their hands by the lamp.

"It turned out to be fake by bandits." One said in a low voice, "I know the government is looking for it, but I didn't think too much about it."

The other person nodded: "Yes, after all, it is not uncommon for the government to arrest Mo disciples."

Their Mo Sect is a guilty body.

It's just that I didn't expect that the reason why the government made such a big move this time was because some bandits committed evil and pushed them onto Momen.

"It's disgusting!" One person threw the wooden fork in his hand on the ground, "I'm going to eradicate those bandits."

The person next to him sighed: "How do you get rid of it? You can only manage horses, and you can't fight bandits, let alone the government."

The government is now arresting Mo Tu, they don't care if it's true or not, they want to catch the fake ones, and even more so if they're real ones.

It is very dangerous to be attacked in such a way.

The man also let out a long sigh: "It's really a disaster."

He walked over to pick up the wooden fork, there was nothing he could do, he could only spread the news to all directions, there are heroes who can solve the crisis of Momen.

A car and horse galloped, and people from all directions converged to the capital. After verification, they passed through the city gate and walked in the bustling capital.

However, the visitors didn't care about admiring the beautiful scenery, they inquired all the way, and found an alley, in front of a house.

"Brother Guo, open the door quickly." He jumped off his horse and shouted loudly.

Old man Guo opened the door, looked at the man standing at the door, and said with a smile, "Isn't this the shopkeeper Qiao from the gold and silver shop? Why are you here?"

Shopkeeper Qiao laughed: "Our boss has business dealings with the capital, so let me come over and have a look. When I heard that I was going to Beijing, Mrs. Dong asked me to take a look at Miss Qixing, and brought a big bag of food."

Aunt Guo also greeted with a smile, urging Brother Guo to take off the burden on the horse's back.

"Why did you bring food?" she said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Dong, the capital won't be hungry."

The neighbors on the side came out and saw this scene, laughed and joked: "No matter how good the capital is, it's not as good as the flavor of your hometown. Your boss really misses you."

As a neighbor, I couldn't conceal the origin of my identity. I was inquired clearly on the first day I moved in.

Aunt Guo also got acquainted with the neighbors, and said with a smile: "Our host is really good." She unpacked the package and picked some dried vegetables to send to the neighbors, "Try the flavor of our Xucheng too."

The alleys and alleys outside the house became lively.

Shopkeeper Joe was led to the backyard.

"Hurry up, drink hot tea to keep you warm." Qingzhi held tea for him.

Shopkeeper Qiao smiled and thanked: "Miss Xiaoqing, you don't have to be busy." He looked at Qixing who was standing beside him, and took out the letter, "This is the latest news."

On the surface, it is to deliver things for Linglongfang, but on the inside, it is to deliver news for Xitang.

Qingzhi put the tea on the table, retreated, and waited outside the door.

"Is everything all right at home?" Qi Xing asked while opening the newspaper.

Shopkeeper Qiao nodded and shook his head: "The family is fine, but I don't know if there is something wrong."

It's strange to say this.

"Miss Qixing, please read the letter. Dong Wei's family wrote it in the letter."

Qixing's eyes also landed on a name on the letter at the same time.

Huo Lian.

"He." She also seemed surprised, "He came to Xu Cheng?"

And also.
She moved her gaze down to see what came next.

Shopkeeper Qiao said from the side: "Master Cao has been watching at the yamen. I can be sure that the Duchasi really didn't investigate anything. No matter how you look at it, they are just passing by. But everyone is still not at ease, afraid of threatening Miss Qixing."

Qi Xing had already read the letter, and his expression returned to calm, and he even smiled: "No, it's fine."

Won't?fine?Is she so sure?Shopkeeper Qiao was stunned.

"It's true that he wasn't passing by for a night." Qi Xing explained to him, but didn't say much, "It's something else, don't worry."

The shopkeeper Qiao heard some meaning, why do you feel that Qixing and Huo Lian know each other?How did she know it was something else?what else?

However, seeing that Qixing was obviously unwilling to talk more, shopkeeper Qiao could only press Curious, anyway, just remind him.

"Oh, that's right." He thought of something, and took out another narrow strip, "There is another piece of news."

and also?Seven Star took over.

"But it's not ours. I met it on the road. Some Momen sent a message saying that there were bandits pretending to be Momen to do evil." The shopkeeper Qiao said, "The emperor was alarmed, and the emperor ordered Dali Temple to supervise and punish the local governments. .”

Seven Star looked at the letter. This kind of urgent letter was very short, only a few words, the place where the incident was discovered, and the source of the letter.

Qixing's gaze fell to the end, Nanmo Mengxi was long.

"In this world, in addition to being convicted by the government, our Momen will also be impersonated by villains," Qiao said. It's really complicated and hard to describe.

"Momen is guilty, using this identity to commit crimes, let us add to the crime, and they are at ease." Qi Xing said, "I know, I will solve this matter."

solve?

Shopkeeper Qiao was stunned again.

He just saw the news and brought it over to remind Miss Qixing to be more careful in the capital, after all, she had just snatched a prisoner from the government.

How do you directly say that you want to solve it?How to deal with it?

"Of course it is to eradicate rape and punish evil, and the evidence is severe punishment." Qixing said, lightly flicking the letter in his hand, the narrow strip fell into the charcoal basin and turned into ashes.

(End of this chapter)