A burst of gongs and drums sounded, and a man shouted loudly in his exceptionally loud and powerful voice: "Come in line, take your time! The young prince Mu of the Duke of Rongguo said that there is something for everyone! The entire Hejing has a total of
Sixteen places for gifts, a total of sixteen places!”
After the roar, there was another burst of gongs and drums.
After he finished his roar, a third gong and drum sounded from the gift box nearest to him, repeating his words.
People on the long street gathered one floor after another.
Along the road, the walls and notice boards were all posted with notices that were taken this morning, with a huge red arrow pointing to the nearest gift place.
The gifts at the gift place are one baggage after another. Even the person giving the gift at the gift place does not know what is contained in the baggage.
Either rice, meat, clothes, medicine, or tools, stones, wood, etc. for building houses.
After receiving the items, each person will have to have a stamp on the back of their hand that cannot be washed away. It will not fade for three to five days to prevent them from being received again.
People lining up and vying to be the first are curious about what they will receive and are eager to try it. At the same time, they do not forget to stretch their necks to see what is in the boxes of those who have already received it.
An unknown sense of expectation, along with the joy of getting a piece of pie in the world for nothing, aroused everyone's emotions and made them extremely excited.
Except Mu Tingyu.
He held his cheek and sighed on the railing of Huayue Building facing the street.
"My money," Mu Tingyu murmured from time to time, "my money that's just like a flower."
And at every turn, he would raise his eyes to the sky.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, the flowers were smiling at him, the birds were mocking and annoyed, and most of his money was gone.
The beauty on the side also raised her head and said, "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"
"Why isn't it raining?" Mu Tingyu frowned handsomely, "She said it will rain within three days."
The beauty asked: "What day is today?"
"It was said on the 16th, today is the 18th."
The beauty said: "Your Majesty, if it was said at noon on the 16th, only one day has passed by noon on the 17th, and only two days have passed since then."
Mu Tingyu was about to cry: "If it doesn't rain, I will lose all my things."
The beauty smiled and said softly: "Your Majesty is generous and kind, and you are praised everywhere."
Mu Tingyu curled his lips and complained in a low voice: "Whoever wants them to praise me, I just want them to remember."
As soon as I finished speaking, the wind suddenly started blowing. When the wind came, it became very fierce.
(⊙o⊙)!
Mu Tingyu said "Hey!" and hurriedly got up.
His clothes were flying in the wind, and the curtain of Fengyue Tower almost stuck to his face. The beauty hurriedly got up to fix it.
The sun was blocked by a dark cloud. There was still sunlight, but most of the light between heaven and earth was dimmed.
"Great!" Mu Tingyu said in disbelief, "Great, great!"
It was not expected to rain soon, but the wind picked up so quickly that the people of the Imperial City, who had only narrowly escaped two heavy rainstorms, first reacted to the danger of their own homes.
People who were about to queue up were reluctant to leave immediately. Seeing that there was still a long queue of people, they turned around and ran home.
And Mu Tingyu vowed to fight for the good guys to the end, and those loud and angry voices shouted: "Don't worry! Everyone has it! Those who haven't received it will come another day!!"
The long street was noisy, and people were running in the southeast, northwest, and everyone went back to their homes.
After leaving Kangshan Noodle House, Xia Zhaoyi blended into the crowd and followed the four men who came out of the noodle shop in the hustle and bustle.
After exiting the intersection of this street, one man went to the Hedong Warehouse they mentioned, another man went to the Yamen, and two men went in the direction of Jilaifang.
Xia Zhaoyi could ignore those going to the Hedong warehouse and the Yamen for the time being, but she didn't want anyone to get into trouble with the two going to Jilaifang.
The wind between heaven and earth was getting stronger and stronger, and there were people everywhere. Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums rang out, right next to her.
Xia Zhaoyi glanced at the airtight gift place, then looked back at the two men in front of her, locking them tightly.
There were too many people on the street, and the two men didn't want to squeeze in the crowd, so they followed some people and diverted into the long alley on the right.
Xia Zhaoyi's bright eyes narrowed slightly. If it was a long alley, that would be just right.
She speeded up and passed by. Suddenly, the screams of several women rang out in the long alley.
Everyone's eyes were attracted.
A woman shouted: "Killing! Killing!"
Another woman shouted: "Dead, ah!! Someone is dead!!"
A man's voice rang out: "Killing someone!! Someone come quickly!!"
Those who are curious and those who are joining in the fun all go there.
Xia Zhaoyi rushed over as quickly as the crowd was squeezing through, and at a glance, it was the two men she had murderous intentions for.
Xia Zhaoyi's footsteps paused, what a coincidence?
There were people around, and there was a strange fanaticism in the crowd. They were curious and inquiring, but also timid. Everyone was looking inside and outside, and some people were even pointing.
Xia Zhaoyi pushed aside the crowd and came out, squatting down to inspect the wounds of the two corpses.
Injured by a very thin sharp sword, or a dagger, a very precise strike, clean and sharp.
Xia Zhaoyi asked a woman based on her voice: "Have you seen who killed him?"
The woman shook her head with a pale face: "Everyone is running home, who can care about others?"
"That's right." A woman next to her said.
Xia Zhaoyi looked back at the two corpses and recalled the words he overheard through the wall. Maybe it was the person who killed Meteor?
But, why did he just appear here?
Or did he follow you all the way here?
The wind between heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, and dark clouds cover the sky. Although it does not rain, the terror has fallen and people's hearts are afraid.
Xia Zhaoyi went back to Shuangyanque to change clothes. When he went out, he was an old man, and when he came back he was another old man. The people in the shop almost didn't recognize him.
Zhan Ning gave her a letter and said: "It was sent by Jinxing Restaurant. It was sent by the people at Dengqian Teahouse next door to the restaurant."
Xia Zhaoyi laughed: "It's really weird."
Zhan Ning said: "I wonder if General Shen has gone back."
Thinking of the wounds on the bodies of the two men, Xia Zhaoyi narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and opened the envelope.
"No," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Shen Lie didn't go back."
Zhan Ning said deliberately: "General Shen, why did he run around as soon as he arrived in Hejing? He must have gone to see his old friend."
Xia Zhaoyi said: "No."
"Hmm? The second lady answered so simply?"
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the letter and said calmly: "The letter stated that Shen Lie was afraid that they would worry, so he sent someone to deliver the letter back, and told them that the person he was following was from Beiyuan."
Zhan Ning's expression suddenly changed: "Bei Yuan!"
"Kangshan Noodle House, Pingmo Bufang, Anrentang Pharmacy." Xia Zhaoyi read.
Her delicate white fingertips gently placed the letter back on the table.
Therefore, the one who drew the sword in the right alley today was actually him.
This chapter has been completed!