Zhao Jingyun looked at the bandit's house. Fortunately, the fire was extinguished in time and nothing was burned. If it had been a little later, this house built of wood and straw would no longer exist.
Zhang Yi whispered from the side: "Huaiguang and the Zhao family girl have gone in."
Zhao Jingyun had seen it a long time ago, but he pretended not to see it. He was an upright official, but he had to show favoritism sometimes. No, this was not favoritism, but he should not be too rigid.
Anyway, the girl from the Zhao family won't do anything bad. If she finds something important, it's better to hold it in her hand than to take it to the government office. She hasn't gotten rid of the Feng family yet, and maybe one day he will be blocked from the government office gate.
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Zhao Jingyun convinced himself without much struggle.
"Sir," Zhang Yi said, "people from Fengxia Village have come to help, and they want to talk to you about things in the village." Zhang Yi mentioned that Zhao Xueli and the others were very happy. It was he who followed the sixteen households to settle in Taozhou.
Yes, he naturally hoped in his heart that Shilihuhu would be well.
Zhao Jingyun nodded and took Zhang Yi to find Zhao Xueli.
Zhao Xueli brought Niu Daochang and Ding Maosheng to the bandit's lair, firstly because he was worried about Sister Luo, and secondly because he really wanted to talk to Mr. Zhao about the situation in the village.
"There are so many bandits left behind," Niu Daochang looked at the bandits tied up by the government office and the row of corpses. "If they all go to the village, we won't be able to resist them."
Thanks to these bandits for not taking these sixteen families seriously.
Ding Maosheng nodded. Apparently it took the government's troops a while to capture all the bandits. More people died here than in the village.
Zhao Xueli said: "It seems that we must practice every day from now on, and we need to make more preparations in the village." Maybe he was too cautious, but he always felt that something like this would happen again in the future, and it was unlikely that it would happen.
It was a bigger fuss than this time.
There are Mr. Song and Sister Luo in the village. The old and the young have many ideas in their minds. Because of this, they may inevitably be coveted by others in the future.
His mother said it well, it is difficult to make money, but it is even harder to keep the money you have made.
Sister Luo thought of many ways to ensure that everyone in the village could have food. How to keep the people in the village safe depends on men like them.
Zhao Xueli was thinking about it when he heard crying not far away.
Several people walked over to take a look, and saw a woman hugging a corpse and crying bitterly. The man had been dead for an unknown period of time. Even in winter, the body began to smell bad, but the woman didn't care.
"He was killed because he didn't want to be a bandit."
"These beasts... they are all beasts."
After that, women came over one after another. They were all captured by bandits. They were all disheveled and looked dazed. They had obviously suffered a lot.
Zhao Xueli and others looked away and couldn't bear to look.
If you want to talk about why the Sixteen Households are what they are today, it is because they have seen a lot, thought a lot in their hearts, and know that everything must be fought for by themselves.
"There are a lot of corpses behind," a guard said, "They should all be people killed by bandits. Your Majesty, I want to carry out all the corpses to see if we can figure out the names of these people, and then we can take care of them properly."
Buried."
Zhao Xueli said: "We will go over to help."
Once passing merchants and people on the road are targeted by bandits, it will be difficult to escape.
Now that they can deal with this group of bandits, they can prevent more people from being poisoned. So they not only protected the village, but also helped the government office to do a good deed.
Zhao Xueli thought like this, and the fatigue from working hard for most of the night was gone.
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Zhao Luoyang looked at a dark bamboo basket in front of him. The outside of the bamboo basket was blackened by fire, but fortunately the contents inside were safe and sound.
But is this the treasure chest the system talks about?
Shi Jiu said: "You have looked through this house several times, and there is nothing else that looks more like a treasure chest."
Zhao Luoyang took a deep breath, but was suddenly choked by the smoke in the room and coughed several times. She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Shi Jiu wanted to stop her, but finally didn't speak. Although he couldn't see it, he could still imagine that her face must be covered with soot at this time.
Thinking about the frustrated and helpless look on her face, Shi Jiu felt quite pitiful, but wanted to laugh.
"Maybe he robbed a scholar," Zhao Luoyang said. "There were cloth bags, leggings, and a few pieces of dry biscuits inside..."
Not to mention the wealth value of 5,000 yuan, maybe 50 yuan would be good.
The last hope may be the remaining cloth bag in the bamboo basket.
Zhao Luoyang carefully opened the cloth bag. Although she was prepared, the contents inside still made her dumbfounded.
This is a small grain, a small grain. If she admits it correctly, it should be a seed.
"Shi Jiu, open the wealth value area and take a look."
Shi Jiu responded and showed the system wealth value details to Zhao Luoyang. After Zhao Luoyang got the bamboo basket, the wealth value did not fluctuate at all.
In other words, the system believes that this bamboo basket does not need to be used to calculate the wealth value of Zhao Luoyang.
"It's confirmed," Shi Jiu said, "This is the treasure box you exchanged. The wealth value of any exchanged goods will not be doubled. Judging from the things you have on hand, you spent 5,000 yuan to buy them.
These seeds."
Zhao Luoyang tied the cloth bag. It was good. Maybe the things she planted were particularly important. Thinking like this, she would not curse the system.
This was good, it wasn't a valuable thing, so she didn't have to hide it, she could just show it to Mr. Zhao and ask for it.
They have done great service, Master Zhao will not refuse to give them this little thing.
Zhao Luoyang picked up the bamboo basket, hoping that if it was planted in the ground, something good would grow, so that she wouldn't have to worry about it in vain.
Zhao Luoyang looked at Huaiguang on the side.
Huaiguang said: "Besides this bamboo basket, there are no other objects. This should not be a place where bandits usually live."
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "There is nothing useful in this bamboo basket, there is just a packet of seeds..."
As expected, Huaiguang didn't care.
Things like seeds are nothing.
"Girl," Huaiguang said, "I found a sleeve arrow from a bandit. I think it is very suitable for a girl to use. Please keep it, girl!"
Huaiguang handed the sleeve arrow to Zhao Luoyang.
A small iron pipe with an arrow on it. The sleeve arrow can be tied to the wrist and can be shot by pressing the mechanism.
Zhao Luoyang liked it very much, but why did Huaiguang start looking for something on the bandits? Could it be that he was led astray by them?
The bandits' lair was almost cleaned up. Zhao Jingyun led everyone down the mountain. When they saw the gate of Taozhou City, the sky began to light up.
Zhao Xueli went to the government office to do paperwork, and Zhao Luoyang was escorted back to the village by Huaiguang.
The village was filled with smoke, and everyone was gathering in Zhao's yard to talk, as if they hadn't slept all night.
"I'll practice my archery again. I'll be stronger next time. Even if I don't have an arrow, I can still shoot the bandit to death."
"Next time, prepare more rocks. When the bandits fell into the trap, we threw rocks and knocked several of them unconscious."
"If they come during the day, the trap won't be easy to use, and you have to practice your boxing and kicking skills."
"The wooden stick in our hands needs to be sharpened. There is no need for a sharp weapon."
The man and the young man were talking enthusiastically, with excited expressions on their faces. As they talked, they walked towards the entrance of the village together.
When Wang saw it, she couldn't help but said: "What are we going to do? We need to eat."
Niu Xing said: "Have set up the trap at the entrance of the village. Don't step on it accidentally. Then go and take a look at our earthen wall. We must be prepared in case those bandits come again." The damaged wall must be repaired, and it must not be careless.
Niu Daochang stopped his son anyway: "Don't worry, those bandits have been captured by Master Zhao. Even if there are bandits nearby, they won't dare to show their faces for a while."
Niu Daochang said, describing the situation in the bandit's lair: "You all deserve to die. Many lives have been lost over the years." Even if those women were saved, they still don't know if they can survive.
Niu Xing said: "Dad, have we done something good?"
Niu Daochang nodded. This is what he wanted to tell the children. Although he killed people, he killed animals for the sake of the village.
Everyone is happy at the moment, but Hou'er feels uncomfortable because he has hurt people's lives, and it would be bad if he gets sick. This can be regarded as a solution for him.
After listening to Niu Daochang's words, Mrs. Yang turned around and saw her granddaughter, and was startled.
Old Mrs. Yang pulled Zhao Luoyang, "Did you fall into a pit? Why are you covered in black? Go and wash yourself."
Zhao Luoyang didn't bother to wash his face. He followed Mrs. Yang into the house, immediately took out the packet of seeds from the bamboo basket, and then waved to her.
"Milk, come and help me take a look at what kind of seeds these are."