Chapter 127 Traveling (1)
The street was still gray and snowy, and there were no birds, and no guests came after the second watch.The shopkeeper was resentful, but in fact he liked it in his heart, and the bet in the evening was quite a lot.Hearing the bang of the clapper twice, the shopkeeper told the people in the store: "The customer in Kuayuan, Gu Ming'er, wants some food early in the morning, go and prepare it quickly."

"It is said that porridge is boiled by oneself, and people only eat it in the shop after their meals. Just serve cured meat and cured fish, and no wine." The words that came out lazily and yawned made the shopkeeper smile all over his face: "Okay, Tomorrow, I will serve him two plates of bacon, fish, sausage and chicken by myself."

Having said that, the doors of the inn finally began to be lowered, the lights and candles were turned off, and the sound of people gradually disappeared.

After another time, a few gray figures came here, crawling in through the backyard wall with great agility. "It is said that stealing the rain is not stealing the snow. If we forcefully walk there today, which house does the rich live in?"

Several people were talking in low voices, and after walking a few steps forward, they only gestured.A few separate courtyards appeared in front of them. One person picked up a stone and threw it lightly on the door panel. After hearing nothing, he went up the wall and looked down before shaking his head.This one is not, there is no popularity in the yard; another one is not.

Song Lian, who was in charge of the guard, hadn't slept yet. He was a person who had been beaten on the battlefield, so it was okay if he didn't sleep for a few nights.Hundreds of guards can't all live together, too much noise, Song Lian, who only brought ten guards, asked the guards to sleep in two groups, and he himself didn't sleep at all.

Throwing the asking stone, Song Lian also woke up in the snow.After gesturing to the guards, everyone waited for these short-sighted thieves to come.

Zhao Amnesty lived in this courtyard, and any thieves with knowledge would know it at a glance.Those stupid thieves didn't find out that the lights were on in the yard until the end. Only the big families would keep some candles alive when they went to sleep at night. How could the poor and small families cherish the lamp oil like this.

Zhao She, who was in the room, jumped up from the bed when he heard the first snort.There was his saber on the head of the bed, he stretched out his hand and held it in his hand, walked to the door and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, they are some short-sighted little thieves. He ran into the hands of General Song just as he was exploring the way." Zhao Ji replied outside, and Zhao She immediately came in to see Sister Zhen.

Hong Jian and Lu Guan slept on a newly installed couch in front of the bed, and when they heard the prince's question, they all got up in their night clothes, and they were at the head and end of Zhenjie's bed at this time.Zhen Jieer, who was wearing a water-red thin brocade jacket, also woke up, and her eyes lit up immediately when she saw the long sword in Zhao She's hand.Zhao Amnesty put the sword back, smiled and said, "Have you accepted the bed?" Sister Zhen shook her head, "It's because I slept too much in the carriage."

The brazier in the car had an elegant fragrance of silver frost and charcoal flowers. Zhenjieer slept in the fragrance of flowers all afternoon, and couldn't fall asleep again at night.Sister Zhen didn't hear the slight sound of the roof, so she thought it was the sound of the snowy night.It was the sound of a dragon moaning when Zhao She stood up and drew his sword, and Zhenjieer heard it in her ears.

"Cousin, did that sound just now be the sound of a sword being unsheathed?" Zhao She put the sword behind his back, but Zhenjie continued to be greedy.Zhao She continued to carry the sword on his back, and came over to caress Zhenjie's hair: "Go to sleep, although there are not many guards in the inn. With my cousin here, nothing will happen."

Zhenjie opened her eyes and was really bored in the middle of the night. It was rare to be able to say a few words and she wanted to see the long sword a few more times, so she pretended to be ignorant and continued talking: "There are hundreds of people during the day, where do they sleep?"

"It's too eye-catching for them all to stay in the hotel, let them stay in the hotel separately." Zhao She said and turned around, holding the sword behind his back in front of him when he turned around.He got up with only his little coat on, and it didn't seem right to look at Zhenjie again.Walk away a step without looking back to the red paper and green pipe: "If the girl doesn't sleep, let's talk with her."

The red letter and green pipe agreed to salute and send the prince out, and then turned to look at the real sister, staring at Zhao She, and the bright long sword followed.Hong Jian smiled, and Green Guan also smiled: "Should we accompany the girl, shall we play chess or hand rope?" Sister Zhen looked at them and was very considerate at this moment: "Go to sleep, I'll try and maybe I can fall asleep. "

Close your eyes, Zhenjie is not satisfied with that thief, you should come again.There was no more movement after hearing it, as if General Song had taken care of everything.Only the wind and snow whimpered outside.The real sister slowly fell asleep.

The shopkeeper only found out about this at dawn. After seeing a few thieves tied up in the store, he jumped up in anger: "This is not to smash my brand, I am an old store for decades, and I have never lost it." I've done something." After scolding, hurry up to make amends.At the gate of the small courtyard, a guard blocked him: "The thief is handed over to you. The master said he didn't want to be disturbed. You can send them to the government."

The shopkeeper stood at the door and said a series of words of apology, and then came out to send a few thieves to the government, and dragged them but refused to leave.The guys saw it first: "The shopkeeper, their legs seem to be dying?" Then the shopkeeper saw that the dying thieves were not frozen, but their legs were broken.The weather was so cold that the blood condensed on the trousers and turned into ice.No matter how much I scolded them, I didn't speak, and my chin was removed.

There is no other way at the moment, and several people have to carry these thieves to the Yamen.As soon as Shengtang asked in the yamen, the county magistrate stood up immediately: "Take these thieves into custody and hit them with a hundred killing sticks first, then leave the court. Master, I have something to do."

It was such a decision whether to interrogate or not, which shocked the shopkeeper.Those thieves hit another hundred killing sticks, and they would die in sight.The shopkeeper came back hesitantly. It is true that being a thief is hateful, but if someone dies without stealing anything, if they still have accomplices, can my decades-old shop still be closed?
He came here by car, got off the car outside the store, and was shocked again.The county magistrate's official sedan chair was parked at the door, and several porters were sweating profusely wiping their heads, rushing over.

Zhao Amnesty was in the room at this time watching the real sister come in, he woke up last night, he assumed that he was sleeping soundly.

"Leave one hour late." Zhao She couldn't bear to shout, and came out and ordered Zhao Ji to tell Song Lian like this.When Zhao Ji came out, he saw the county magistrate talking to Zhao Xiang at the door: "Please inform me, I'm here to make amends." Zhao Ji didn't care about it, and went straight to the stable to look for Song, who was watching the carriage and horses. Lian: "All checked? Let's leave an hour late."

(End of this chapter)

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