Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 20: The whole city is in turmoil because of the cat

Yang Yuan's feeling of being moved and wanting to marry her didn't last long.

Because Yingge had already grabbed the ivory fan and stabbed it into his chest like a knife, her big eyes full of ferocity:
"But if you brag, Mr. Yang, you should know the consequences!"

Suddenly, Yang Yuan felt that he was clearly blind just now.

Those bright eyes were clearly the dark green eyes of a hungry wolf in the snowy night.

That row of pearly teeth were clearly the teeth of a ferocious beast that often fed on flesh and blood.

The shallow dimples on the cheeks are filled with ruthlessness, coldness and unreasonableness!

Yang Yuan straightened his chest and said sternly, "Miss Yingge, please rest assured. I will definitely do whatever I want to you! I will definitely do what I want to you!"

"Hehe, that's good."

Seeing that her threat was effective, Yingge turned her wrist and put away her folding fan: "Aman, let's go."

It was a rare trip to the city, so she wanted to walk around and explore this paradise city.

Wugu Lun Yingge took A'man and left decisively.

She was indeed a noble lady who was detached from the world. She had entrusted her lifelong affairs to someone else, as if the matter had already been resolved and it no longer concerned her at all.

After Yingge left, Yang Yuan couldn't help but open the bundle again, took a sneaky look at it, and then tied it up again.

Yang Yuan touched the bundle again, and even the bundle itself was made of the finest brocade.

The hard touch of the pearls, jade and gems through the brocade made him feel extremely at ease.

It’s okay to be generous, but if the girl wasn’t so generous, would she have given him so much money?

Yang Yuan tied the bag around his body and left immediately after paying the bill.

Unlike Ah Man, he did not carry the bag on his shoulder, but slung it across his chest.

Yang Yuan originally wanted to go to the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop to quit his job after meeting Wugu Lun Yingge, but now he was carrying such a large bag of gold, pearls, and treasures, he didn't dare to run so far and had to send it back home first.

As soon as Yang Yuan left, Yu Jiguang immediately gave a look to several of his men, and Mao Shaofan went to settle the accounts, and the four of them followed him out leisurely.

Yang Yuan left the teahouse and walked towards Qingshi Lane.

Before leaving Zhongwazi, they saw a "jiezi" from the Xianggong Office leading two "xingguan" and a dozen Xiangmin holding whistles following in a chaotic manner, coming along the street.

As they walked along, they stopped people they saw along the way and asked them a few questions. When they passed by shops on both sides, some of the shop assistants went in to search.

Yang Yuan was carrying a bag of jewellery on his back and didn't want to get involved.

As soon as he saw the "jiezi" leading the group, he recognized him as Xue Liang from the Xianggong Office, the uncle of his good friend Lu Ya.

Yang Yuan took the initiative, stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Uncle Xue, who are you hunting for? Why is there such a big fuss?"

"Ah! It's Jiro."

When Xue Liang saw Yang Yuan, he couldn't help but smile.

He came forward and asked, "Erlang, you walk around every day. Have you ever seen a lion cat, the kind that is completely white?"

Yang Yuan was stunned and said, "Cat? I often see cats and dogs, but I have never seen a pure white lion cat like snow."

Lion cats were a precious breed among cats in the Song Dynasty. Those with good appearance were especially valuable and were kept as pets only by wealthy families.

Yang Yuan was a delivery man, and even if he had been to a wealthy family, he would usually just deliver the food to the door. Naturally, he had no chance to see the pet cats that people kept in the backyard.

Xue Liang sighed and said, "I'm just asking casually. Anyway, Erlang, be careful when you send out calls next time. If you see a pure white lion cat, come to our wing and tell us. If it's the one we're looking for, there will be a big reward."

Yang Yuan was surprised and asked, "Your office is now even helping people find their pets?"

Xue Liang felt a little ashamed and smiled awkwardly, "Bullshit, ordinary people wouldn't make such a big fuss if they lost a cat, let alone a person. Erlang, you don't know that this lion cat is the favorite of Madam Tong from Prime Minister Qin's residence. Can a cat lost from Prime Minister Qin's residence be considered a cat?"

Prime Minister of Qin?

Yang Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Xue Liang could not help but complain: "The wing office has reported the case to the county, and the county magistrate has sent out three shifts of yamen runners to look for him.

If we can’t find it again, I’m afraid even the prefect will be alerted. I won’t tell you, after I finish searching this Zhongwazi, I still have to go to Baoyoufang.”

"Okay, then Uncle Xue, you are busy."

Seeing Xue Liang leading two officials and a dozen guards searching in a chaotic manner, Yang Yuan could not help but shake his head.

Prime Minister Qin, Qin Hui!

Even if it was Yang Yuan from later generations, how could he not know him?

Anyone who knows Yue Fei's glorious reputation would certainly know Qin Hui.

When Yang Yuan first came to this time and space, he was really surprised to learn that he and Qin Hui were living under the same sky.

Once when he was delivering a takeaway, he happened to pass by Qin Hui's house. He even stopped and stared at the vermilion lacquered door with animal rings for a long time.

Looking at the tall and magnificent gate, Yang Yuan had a very unreal feeling.

Later, he saw the kneeling statue of Qin Hui in Yuewang Temple on the bank of West Lake.

But he would never have imagined that one day he would be separated from the living Qin Hui by a door.

He had no grudge against Qin Hui. His hatred for Qin Hui came from his love for Yue Wumu.

Later generations have repeatedly studied and argued whether Yue Fei should be put to death, but Yang Yuan was not interested in these topics.

He is not as great a man as Yue Fei, nor does he ask himself how he could be as great a man as Yue Fei, but he would not presume to speculate on the motives behind Yue Fei's actions with the mentality of an ordinary person.

Because, just because he knows that he can't do it, it doesn't mean that no one in this world can do it, and we have to find a vulgar reason to explain such a hero's behavior.

There are such great and pure people in this world!
This was not just his wishful thinking. In the era when he lived, there were still many founding heroes who were alive, and many people of the same generation as the martyrs who sacrificed their lives were still alive.

The ironclad facts are telling him that in this world, there is a group of such pure and noble people, who are heroes that cannot be explained by worldly values.

You can't deny the existence of real gold in the world just because you are a piece of scrap copper and iron.

It is because of their existence that human beings, as the most intelligent creatures on earth, have the light of humanity.

Yang Yuan was standing in front of the door at that time, feeling very emotional and regretful.

He regretted that the hero was gone, while the treacherous minister was still enjoying wealth and glory.

However, when he actually came to this era, he was even further away from Qin Hui.

When standing in Yuewang Temple, he was a later comer and could look down upon the kneeling statue with contempt from the perspective of final judgment.

But here, he was just a commoner living in Lin'an of the Song Dynasty, while Qin Hui was the prime minister of a country high above everyone else. The distance between the two was as huge as heaven and earth.

He didn't expect that he would encounter something related to Qin Hui today.

Just for a lost cat, they mobilized the power of the government and made such a big fuss.

He, who used to be unscrupulous on the keyboard, now didn't even dare to curse loudly.

Yang Yuan laughed at himself, tightened his bag, and walked towards the back street...

(End of this chapter)