The next morning.

When it was almost dawn, three carriages had already stopped at the door of the inn.

The six lanterns at the gate were still shining with a faint red light, but the woman and the "guests" in the store had passed away, and their bodies were casually dumped in the backyard.

Wei Changtian and others didn't even bother to dig a hole to bury them.

The same goes for the other gangsters who died last night, with more than a thousand corpses left undisposed of.

Fortunately it is winter now, otherwise the entire Zhongling City would probably smell the smell of blood and corpses.

"Tell Tanzhou Prefectural Government about what happened last night."

After coming out of the inn, Wei Changtian said to Zhang San who was waiting by the carriage: "Ask them to send someone to clean up."

"Yes, sir."

Zhang San responded and stretched out his hand to open the car curtain: "I will send a message to Mr. Chu later. He should be able to contact the governor of Tanzhou."

"Um."

Nodding, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi bent down and got into the carriage.

"Let's go out of the city through the south gate."

"..."

...

"Gulu gulu..."

The sound of the wheels running over the uneven road surface was extremely clear.

It was already the end of the Mao period, and if it were Shuzhou City, it would have been bustling long ago.

But the streets of Zhongling City were still deserted and extremely quiet.

Even if there were a few pedestrians, they would lower their heads and walk in a hurry, looking at the three carriages with either surprise or fear in their eyes.

It seems that the news that the bandits are dead has not spread yet, and most people don't know what happened last night.

Of course, if this kind of thing really spreads, it will spread very quickly. It is estimated that everyone will know it by tonight at the latest.

I don’t know what the people in Zhongling thought after hearing this, and whether they would build a stone sculpture or monument for Wei Changtian.

To them, the mysterious swordsman who "drew his sword to eliminate evil when he saw injustice on the road" was Zhongling's great benefactor and the great knight who rescued them from dire straits.

But to Wei Changtian, this was just a casual and trivial matter.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been to Zhongling before and had a relationship with the thin county magistrate, he might not care about this matter now.

After all, compared with the war in the future, a few bandits are indeed nothing to mention.

Just like Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen.

Apart from a few casual questions during breakfast, they never paid any more attention to this matter.

There are also Yangliu poems.

She didn't care much about the gangsters or the people, but she was quite interested in the girl.

"Sir, you obviously promised that girl to go through the east gate, but you really have the heart to lie to her."

Sitting in the carriage, although Yang Liushi said this, there was a smile on his face, obviously he was joking on purpose.

"My girl will be waiting hard at the east gate right now. She will be so sad when she can't wait for you."

"This shows that you can't believe a man's words..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what you said is wrong."

Leaning lazily against the car window, Wei Changtian smiled and said, "Not only men, but also women can't believe what they say."

"Who said that."

Yang Liushi raised her head and protested: "In the conscience of heaven and earth, the slave family has never deceived the young master."

"But you have lied to others."

Wei Changtian smiled and said, "That's right."

"That's true......"

Yang Liushi paused and suddenly asked: "Master, have you ever deceived the slave family?"

"Well, let me think about it..."

Touching his nose, Wei Changtian looked like he was thinking seriously, which made Yang Liushi smile again.

"Keke, sir, don't think about it."

"Anyway, it's a lie. The slave family can only admit that their fate is miserable, and they can't change to another man."

"Are you still suffering?"

Wei Changtian curled his lips: "If you look like this, your life is already much better than that of most women in the world."

"Young Master, what you said...is quite right."

"Fortunately, I used to be a fox. If I had been a monster like an ape, my life would have been miserable..."

Yang Liushi has never been modest about her appearance, especially in front of Wei Changtian.

The two of them chatted playfully for a while, and then the topic returned to the girl last night.

"Sir, do you think that girl really made the right bet?"

"What do you think?"

"I can't guess it."

"What's so hard to guess?"

Wei Changtian turned his head and glanced outside the car: "She is probably waiting at the east gate now."

"Well, the slave family originally thought so too, but..."

Yang Liushi covered her mouth and smiled: "But I always feel that she can bet correctly."

"Why?"

"intuition."

"Women's intuition?"

"Yes, Nujia is not a man, so naturally it is a woman's intuition..."

It was obvious that Yang Liushi didn't understand what Wei Changtian said about his past life, but he didn't take it to heart and quickly smiled and sat closer.

"Sir, why don't we make a bet too?"

"Bet on whether she is at the south gate?"

"OK."

"What to bet on?"

"this......"

Yangliu Shi pondered for a moment, and then a rare blush appeared on his face.

"Master, if the slave family loses, then..."

She whispered a few words into Wei Changtian's ear, which immediately made the latter "interested".

"OK!"

Wei Changtian slapped his thigh suddenly: "It's settled!"

"Goose goose, if the young master loses, he has to complete a poem for the slave family."

"Completion?"

"Well, there are two lines in the poem that hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."

"Huh? Where did you hear this poem?"

"Young master recited it himself."

"I recited it?"

"Yes, the young master was drunk once when he first went to Shuzhou, and that's when he recited it."

"Is it......"

Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, and after recalling it carefully, he realized that it seemed that such a thing really happened.

That day was his birthday in his previous life, and he felt sad, so he drank more.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally recited "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"...

"Okay, if I really lose, I will complete this poem."

...
To be continued...