Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 921 Night Trial (4)
"Young madam, it's great to meet you! They used to say that they have meat to eat when they meet you."

"Yes, I heard that you have returned to Fengyang, and our patrols are not as energetic as before."

Qingli is approachable, and the soldiers are not as afraid of Chunyu Fan as they are afraid of her. They can all jokingly say, "This time you come back, there will be more people patrolling at night!"

"Okay, patrol well after eating, drink less alcohol!"

Qingli gave a few instructions, and was worried about the soldiers. On such a day, she was very cold with a small red clay stove burning in the carriage. She was afraid of soiling the ferret coat that Chunyu had given her, so she didn't wear it, only wearing A thin rabbit fur cape.

There was still time, Qingli asked the coachman to go to the noodle shop last time, that alley.It was already past the meal time and there were not too many people. The proprietress was very happy to see Qingli and hurried out to greet her.

"I come here, I don't eat, I just talk about business."

It is really difficult for these soldiers. They have to patrol day and night, and they have no food at night. Some people froze to death in the front section, which is still very miserable.Qingli saw the eager eyes of these soldiers when they saw her, and guessed that they had been hungry.

It is very cold in winter, and sometimes you have to face the wind and snow, so eating and digesting too quickly is not a problem at all.There are about [-] people in this team, and there are several small teams in total. Qingli wants to negotiate a business with the proprietress, and ask them to hire a few more people, open day and night, and provide extra meals for the soldiers. on her.

"Miss Mo, you are such a nice person."

The proprietress was very moved. There are not many people who wholeheartedly support the soldiers these days. No wonder the voices in the barracks are so loud. Miss Mo's approach is not to please the major general, but to really care about every detail. .

"A good person must have money, otherwise I have more than enough heart but not enough power."

Qingli smiled, and negotiated the conditions with the proprietress. It was just a small act of kindness. There were many poor people around and it was difficult to eat. Let them come to help and exchange their coolies for money, which can also be given to the soldiers of the Northland. Be warmer.

Get on the carriage again and go straight to the prison cell in Daying North of the city.Dozens of soldiers stood at the door, holding spears in their hands. When they saw the carriage stop, they saluted in unison, "Young Madam!"

Qingli was startled by the shouting, she rubbed her forehead, put on the rabbit fur cloak, then jumped off the carriage, and said to the crowd, "Is the major general here?"

It was completely dark. There was no moon on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in Pingyang City, and the sky was pitch black. There were only a few faint lanterns near the cells, and there was a stove next to the soldiers. Everyone took turns to warm up. The rest of the people still stood upright. with.

"The major general hasn't arrived yet, but the guard Fang is here."

The leader of the small head replied, "Young Madam, you should go in, the cell is warmer than outside, and it's cold, you should pay more attention to your body."

"it is good."

The corners of Qing Li's mouth twitched. Although this was a word of concern, it sounded a bit awkward no matter how she heard it. It was probably the first time she was asked to go into the cell to keep warm in the Northland.

The cell is a dungeon, Qingli walked into the dark passage, oil lamps hung on the walls on both sides, flickering, went straight down, and turned a corner.The prison in the north of the city is very solidly built, with blue bricks on the floor below, it is not damp, but rather dry.

The first room on the left is the torture room, with snow-white walls and blood-stained instruments of torture, some of which are rusted, and some of which are dark red. They should be stained with human blood for many years, and the blood stains cannot be washed away. drop formed.

Guard Fang was sitting in the torture room, drinking tea calmly. There were a few soldiers standing not far behind him. When they saw Qing Li, they hurriedly greeted her, "Young Madam."

"Young madam, the young master has not arrived yet, you sit down, sit down."

The guard Fang smiled all over his face and made room for Qing Li. After a while, his young master came in and saw his old god sitting on the ground and the young lady standing. He would definitely settle accounts with him behind his back and make him suffer so much that he couldn't tell.

Qingli was not polite. She sat on a chair and asked Fang's guard, "Did you buy Lao Wei's coffin board? I heard that he is from Kyoto. Where will he be buried?"

As soon as Lao Wei was mentioned, Guard Fang's expression changed, pain flashed in his eyes, he was silent for a moment, and then he said in a low voice, "Old Wei said before that if something happens to him, he will be cremated and his ashes placed in the jar, bring it to his family, and be buried in peace."

After Kyoto has experienced the earth dragon's turnaround and the epidemic, the people are not as opposed to cremation and burial as before. The old guard probably thinks it is inconvenient to transport the corpse back to Beijing.

"Then buy a good porcelain altar."

When a person dies, gold and silver can't make up for it. Qingli has never dealt with similar matters, so she was afraid that she would not think carefully, so she gave Fang Fang the full power to handle this matter, and she must do it well.

After about a cup of tea, footsteps sounded again, Qingli was very familiar with this sound, she stood up, walked outside the door, and she saw the tall and tall figure of Chunyu Fan.He was wearing a black jacket and a long dark red cloak behind him, bringing a gust of cold wind as soon as he entered the door.

"Bring people up."

Chunyu Fan had a stern face, a cold air, and deep eyes. He turned his head and said to the guard Fang, "Go and watch in the camp, and report back immediately if there is anything."

"that……"

It seemed that something had happened, Qingli hesitated for a while without asking, and while the soldiers were going to pick her up, she told about Concubine Jiang's appearance at the jade shop.

"Not only Concubine Jiang, but also Yelu Churen, and Qing Hetang."

Chunyu Wen suppressed the unhappiness in his heart. He grew up together since he was a child. He knew who Yelu Churen was. It was definitely not easy to come to Pingyang, and it would definitely cause an uproar. Before that, he showed his face many times. Provocative, knowing that he is in the Northland, but helpless, this kind of mood is very uncomfortable.

"Old Yun said it? He should still be in the Northland, right?"

After they parted last time, Qingli returned to Fengyang. Yun Longfeng said that he would wait for a while before leaving. Pingyang is very cold this year, so he wanted to stay for a while and give alms with Mr. Chen.

"Yes, Yelu Churen went to Qinghetang in person while he was away, and even snatched a century-old ginseng."

The shopkeeper of Qinghetang reported to the officials, the officials had been looking for the robbers, the shopkeeper gave a description, the portrait painted by the artist was exactly the same as the wanted criminals posted on the city gate, and finally the shopkeeper confirmed that it was Yelu Churen, this pervert used such a appear in a manner.

Concubine Jiang spent 8000 taels of silver at her own house. Luckily, she didn't rob her. At this moment, Qingli felt a little grateful, "He appeared in Beidi, this year is going to be hard."

"An Xin, he is just a lost dog. Even if he moves, he is not so fast."

Chunyu Wen patted Qingli's back, his eyes warmed a little, rubbed her hair and said, "I originally wanted to visit you on the first day of the new year, but now that the situation is like this, I can't leave Pingyang for the time being." , I promised to spend every festival together, but I didn’t do it.”

(End of this chapter)