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Chapter 360 Locksmith

Eight hundred taels to build a lock? Why is the lock head so valuable?

Xiao Sining outside the door couldn't wait any longer and called Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, come up!"

He felt that what the bag thief was about to talk about might be a troublesome matter, and Xiaobaolai had to decide whether to kill him or not!

Sometimes, it's easier to get rid of the person who asked the question than to solve the problem.

Xiaobao ran up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Sining pointed to the door: "Go in and listen to the story!"

"Eight hundred taels! How many locks are needed? How long does it take for your father to make one lock?" Chu Yuan asked. Seeing Xiaobao coming in, Chu Yuan introduced: "Come, let's meet Qiao Wanqi, his father is known as

'The number one locksmith in Kyoto', Qiao Mokai."

Xiaobao: "..."

Xiaobao couldn't help but ask Qiao Wanqi: "Was your father serious when he named you? No, was the person who named your father serious?"

Qiao Wanqi was unhappy. How could this child be so disrespectful? "What do you mean?"

Xiaobao: "Have you read "The Spear and the Shield"? Your father's name is Mo Kai, and no one can open the lock he made. Your name is Wan Qi, and everything can be opened by you?" With his spear, he traps the child.

What about the shield?'"

The bag thief suddenly turned pale: "Is this the reason why dad and I are separated from each other? Is this the will of God?"

Xiaobao was stunned and looked at Chu Yuan: "What did I say about me? Did I hit him?"

Chu Yuan shrugged and spread his hands: "His father died eleven years ago!"

"Um... I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Xiao Baola pulled Qiao Wanqi's arm: "Forgive me!"

Chu Yuan poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Qiao Wanqi: "Go on."

Qiao Wanqi came back to his senses, stared at Xiaobao, and suddenly held Xiaobao's hand: "Little brother, I know you are the one who calls the shots, can you help me?"

Xiaobao suddenly retracted his hand, and Qiao Wanqi's actions shocked him: "You, you, what did you say first?"

Qiao Wanqi's hands were empty, and he turned to hold the tea cup, as if he couldn't speak without holding something: "My family had no money at that time, but my mother had to hang her life with old ginseng every day, and my father just followed that

The man asked for four hundred taels of silver as a deposit, and then he took my brother and left with him;

I always feel that there is something wrong with the person who came to see my father, but I can't explain it... Can you understand, it's the feeling that even though you have never met this person, you feel that this person is not a good person at a glance?

I dragged my father to prevent them from going, but my father said that I was no longer young and needed to be sensible. He asked me to take good care of my mother with the money. He would be back in half a month. The man also said that no family would pay four hundred taels.

The deposit, if it weren’t for the fact that my family is pitiful, and my father’s craftsmanship is so good...

My mother was indeed seriously ill and the family needed money. My father left despite my crying. I was worried and secretly followed them for a long time. But my mother was still at home and I had to come back. I could only

It was judged that they went to Nancheng.

But on the eighteenth day, my father and eldest brother had not returned yet. My mother's condition had stabilized a little, but she was still worried, so she asked me to go and inquire. As soon as I got to Nancheng, I heard..."

Qiao Waqi's eyes were red, and he was silent for a long time before he could control his emotions. He continued: "I heard people on the street talking about the number one locksmith in Kyoto who was beaten to death for stealing."

"Stealing?!" Xiaobao said in shock.

Qiao Wanqi said: "Yes, stealing. My father said that locksmiths only earn a small amount of money by making locks. If you want to make more money, you usually rely on rewards from the master.

Generally, the most rewarding business is to help dignitaries and dignitaries make special locks. They either lost the key, broke the key, or had some special purpose. In short, the reward for unlocking the lock sometimes exceeds

Rewards for making locks;

But the locksmith also bears risks. What if the lock is opened and there is some hidden secret in the box or behind the door? Then they will falsely accuse the locksmith of stealing."

"Your father and brother were falsely accused of stealing?" Xiaobao asked.

"I don't know the specifics. I only heard that the number one locksmith in Kyoto and his son were beaten to death and thrown outside the south city gate. They were said to have been caught stealing official silver," Qiao Wanqi said.

"Stealing official silver?!" Chu Yuan exclaimed, that is a serious crime, and depending on the seriousness of the crime, one can be punished with a fine ranging from eight to one hundred and twenty knives.

Qiao Waqi's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth: "Fart! It's all fart! That year, the emperor had just ascended the throne for less than a month, and the whole city was full of officers and soldiers, ransacking homes, arresting fugitives, and everyone was in danger;

Even if my father and brother were capable of opening locks, how could they approach the official bank with so many officers and soldiers on patrol?

I found my father and brother in a mass grave outside Nancheng. My father was already dead. Wild dogs had chewed my father beyond recognition. My elder brother was woken up by the dogs. He lay on my father's body, trying to keep the wild dogs away.

But he was bitten here and there by wild dogs, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand..."

Qiao Wanqi buried his face in his hands for a long time.

Xiaobao and Chu Yuan were shocked when they heard this. They stared at Qiao Wanqi blankly and couldn't even breathe out for a long time.

The words Qiao Wanqi narrated were not vivid, but the picture was unimaginable. Once imagined, it was impossible not to imagine it.

Both Xiaobao and Chu Yuan had killed people and seen blood. Xiao Sining, who was standing outside the door, had survived the blood sea of ​​corpses on the battlefield, but they both found it difficult to accept that people were not dead but were eaten by wild dogs.

A scene where I am still powerless to resist.

“I threw myself in front of my elder brother, kicking, hitting him with stones, and yelling loudly, trying to drive the wild dogs away, but my elder brother held on to my trousers to prevent me from wasting my efforts.

He used his last breath to tell me that he and his father made a wheel combination lock for someone, and it took three people to open it. The person who asked them to make the lock broke their hands and feet after taking the key, but the other two people

Don't worry, I killed them...

The eldest brother said that he didn't know what these people did. He only knew that one of them was named Liu and that the place where they made locks was in Nancheng.

My eldest brother asked me to take my mother and run away quickly, fearing that those people would find me at home and kill me. Later, I lost my strength and died after saying this.

I thought about what would happen if my mother was still ill at home, and what if those people found their way to the house. They didn’t even bother to bury the bodies of my father and brother, so I ran as fast as I could to my house...

But when I rushed to the gate of the yard, I saw a group of beggars coming out of my house, holding a money jar in their hands, where was the money for my mother's medicine...

While they were holding money jars and dividing the spoils, they were discussing where to find the missing kid. They also said that the little kid was pretty and had a red mole under his mouth..."

Xiaobao looked at Qiao Wanqi's face. At this moment, the short stubble on his face covered most of his face, making his face unclear.

But Xiaobao remembered that he was indeed very handsome, and he did have a red "gluttonous mole" under his mouth.

Qiao Wanqi continued: "I was ten years old at that time. I didn't dare to come forward, so I ran away and hid. I waited until dark and the beggar guarding my house left before I dared to go in. My mother had long been suffocated to death under the quilt.

It's quite cool here.
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