"Done, let's call it a day!" Jin Yao looked at the slowly packed bag of gold coins and decisively collected the road signs and destroyed the evidence, leaving only bamboo joints for pedestrians and caravans to collect water.
"This..." Han Tan was silent. The peace of Qi State made the people rich, not to mention the caravan, which was supported by big families and powerful forces.
Therefore, I never thought that anyone would dare to pretend to be an official to collect tolls around Linzi. They thought it was a new government decree and the charges were not much, so they all paid honestly.
"This guy will be beaten to death sooner or later!" Gongsun Linglong said bitterly.
"So, I'm covering my face. No one knows who I am, and I can only do this once. Who can find me?" Jin Yao smiled and raised his hand, tapping the heavy money bag.
"..." Everyone was speechless, you are so impeccable.
Not long after Jin Yao, Han Fei and others left, a group of cavalry from the direction of Linzi rushed to Jin Yao's toll gate, but found that the building was empty. So they divided the troops into two groups, chasing all the way forward and back all the way, looking for the person who dared to fake.
The guy who is an official of Qi State.
"Sirs, have you ever seen a young man wearing a black scarf and a bamboo hat pretending to be an official of our State of Qi and collecting tolls at the front?" When the cavalry captain passed by Jin Yao and his party, he dismounted from his horse and saluted respectfully and asked.
"You mean that toll office is fake?" Jin Yao said directly, looking at the cavalry captain in front of him in astonishment and asked.
"Yes, there is a thief pretending to be a land tax official from the State of Qi, and collecting tolls outside Linzi. Mo Jiang rushed to the scene as soon as he received the news, but the thief has already escaped. Do you know where the thief is?" the cavalry captain solemnly said.
asked.
"Damn it, he actually cheated me out of ten gold coins. The general must catch him." Jin Yao cursed.
The cavalry captain understood immediately. These soldiers had just come over there. It was obvious that the thief had fled away from Linzi. Come to think of it, how could the thief dare to return to Linzi!
"Don't worry, sir. I will definitely tell you when the thief is caught!" The cavalry captain saluted, turned around, mounted his horse, and chased in the opposite direction of the official road.
"You said you didn't even blush when you were panicking?" Gongsun Linglong looked at Jin Yao, whose face was not red and his heart was not beating. He looked around and saw that he was a habitual offender.
"The person who pretended to be the official of Tianfu in the State of Qi is the thief Tian Yao. What does it have to do with me, Jin Yao?" Jin Yao said calmly.
"How shameless!" Gongsun Linglong cursed, not wanting to deal with this guy anymore.
Han Tan looked at Jin Yao in surprise. Tian Yao was not Jin Yao, and a white horse was not a horse. He could actually use their famous "White Horse Theory" so well. It must be said that he was also a talent. No wonder he was valued by the Prime Minister and became Mo Bian.
The next leader of a meridian.
"Stay away from this guy from now on, lest you get sold and count the money for him!" Han Fei looked at Jin Yao and made a mental calculation.
"If you don't stick to trivial matters, think outside the box, and have quick wits, you will be able to prosper anywhere and be worth making friends with!" Li Si thought.
Because Han Fei is a Korean prince, he will never understand the hardships faced by those at the bottom of the class, but Li Si knows very well what kind of tact and skill they need if they want to climb up.
In Li Si's view, Jin Yao and he were on the same journey, and even some of Jin Yao's operations had reference significance for him.
Returning to Jixia Academy, Jin Yao followed Han Fei and Li Si to the side hall where the dancers of Feixue Pavilion rested. Gongsun Linglong also wanted to follow for some reason, so the five of them came to the side hall together.
"I have met Prime Minister Han, the noble lady and all the scholars." When the manager of Feixue Pavilion saw that Han Tan was coming with Jin Yao and others, he also understood their intention, and secretly complained in his heart that Xue Nu was a forbidden consort designated by Lord Yan Chun.
, and he didn’t dare to deal with it easily.
But the other party was a famous figure and the Foreign Minister of South Korea, and the boy was favored by the Yin Yang family, so he couldn't afford to offend him.
"Where is the dancer?" Han Tan asked directly.
"As expected!" The manager complained in his heart. This young man's identity is not simple. Not only is he favored by the Yin Yang family, but he is also supported by a famous elder. It seems that he is still a disciple of a famous family, but he is a disciple of Confucianism. With his triple status, his future is uncertain.
It's limited.
"Young man, go and call Snow Girl!" The manager has no choice. Yan Chunjun is not here, and he doesn't dare to offend Han Tan. He can only bring the person here and offer a high price to make the other party give up.
.
Soon, the white-haired girl Yuki Onna came to the side hall along with her teacher and the steward.
"I'll take him away. This is a thousand pieces of gold!" Jin Yao stepped forward and took the white-haired girl's hand, dropped a money bag and left.
Everyone was dumbfounded, even Xue Nu looked confused, and was dragged out of the side hall by Jin Yao.
The manager didn't react. He looked at the money bag that fell into his hand, and then looked at Jin Yao who was about to leave the side hall before he hurriedly chased after him, stopped Jin Yao and said, "Sir, Snow Girl is the one Yan Chunjun likes.
A small person cannot make the decision."
"Are you the Snow Girl?" Jin Yao was also stunned. He turned to look at the beautiful girl who was still holding his hand. He was a little surprised. This is Linzi and it is the Qi State. Shouldn't the Snow Girl be in the Yan State?
"Yes!" The snow girl looked at the hand being held, her face turned red again, and she replied in a voice as loud as a mosquito. She didn't know why she just left with him. Could it be that she was really persuaded by the teacher?
"Young sir, look~" the manager secretly complained, hoping that Yan Chunjun's name could calm him down.
"Are you sure that Mr. Yan Chun will turn against the Confucians, the famous scholars, and the Yin-Yang family for the sake of the Snow Girl?" Jin Yaohu looked at the boss and asked, pretending to be a tiger or a dog.
The manager hesitated. With Yan Chunjun's caution, it seemed that he would not turn against the three major families because of the snow girl, but the bad breath would definitely spread on him.
"Everyone knows what happened today. If I don't give an explanation, I really won't give Yan Chunjun face. So, you should consider the consequences!" Jin Yao continued.
"Sir, please!" The steward reluctantly gave way. All the scholars of Jixia Academy saw what happened today. Just as Jin Yao said, if Jin Yao doesn't take Xue Nu away, then he really means he won't give it to Yan.
Chunjun is too proud to look down on the dancing girl of Feixue Pavilion.
So, in the final analysis, he is the one who is unlucky. This is also the tragedy of a small person.
After taking Xue Nu out of the side hall and returning to the rest room of Han Fei and Li Si in the Confucian Academy, Jin Yao let go of Xue Nu's hand, and then looked at Han Fei and Li Si. They had been brought back. What should they do with them?
I do not understand.
In his past life and this life, he has always been a solo single. The most important thing is that he is only twelve years old now.
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Xue Nu also looked at Jin Yao, and then looked around anxiously. It was the first time that she had left a familiar environment alone, and she didn't know what to do.
Gongsun Linglong looked at Jin Yao with some anger, and then looked at Xue Nu, who was half a head taller than him, and became even more angry.