Tian Xin had eaten and drank enough in the tea house and had no interest in talking nonsense with Tie Zhenshan and others. He also heard Tong Peng talking about a young lady who saw his embroidery last night, so he wanted to get tattoos all over his body.
Only then did we go out the door.
Unexpectedly, before he even got there, he got into a conflict with a few gangsters. They surrounded him and beat him up, and it seemed that they were targeting his vital parts.
Tian Xin is a big thief, how could he be afraid of this kind of fist and kick skills? Just when he was about to fight back, he saw that the person had taken out a knife because of such a trivial matter, as if he was deliberately seeking revenge, so he kept it in mind and took it with him
Throwing the wrist-breaking knife into the gutter, he knocked down one person with three or two punches, and retreated while beating him.
Those few people pursued him relentlessly and blocked him to a remote place, as if they were determined to kill him.
The yamen officers who were patrolling the streets were also alerted and came with knives. They took both parties into the yamen and threw them all into the men's cell.
After being thrown in, the Jieji first asked questions in the torture room. The evil young men insisted that the monk was suspicious and seemed to be a big thief, so they helped the Yamen to take action. Tianxin remained silent as if he was sitting in meditation, and just asked questions.
Amitabha, if you ask again and again, it means that I am the Buddha who is compassionate. If you ask again and again, you will say that Buddha bless the world.
Since he did not have an ultimatum on him, and because he looked majestic and did not look like a monk, we could only detain these two groups first, conduct an investigation and then hand them over to Magistrate Dou for processing.
Du Lan told the whole story and said to the King of Jin: "Your Majesty, it's a good thing that the monk threw away the knife. If the knife was found and it was a monk, it would be suspicious."
King Jin asked: "Su Xiaojun took his ultimatum and went to the Yamen?"
Du Lan nodded: "The yamen is searching for documents from the sea and comparing them one by one. However, the portraits on the documents are all ghost drawings. Even my mother can't recognize them when she sees them. There is also an ultimatum that he is a monk, etc.
After they read it, they compared the moles and tattoos on their bodies, and then they came out."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Du Lan hadn't finished speaking: "Madam, didn't we take turns staring at Zhou Ke? It was my turn yesterday. What a coincidence. When the monk entered the teahouse yesterday, he happened to meet Zhou Ke.
Zhou Ke was opening the curtain to look at Ke's sedan chair. As soon as he saw the monk coming out, he suddenly lowered the curtain. As soon as he lowered it, he opened it again to see the monk. At that time, the monk had already entered and the sedan did not stop.
Crane your neck to see."
Du Lan imitated Zhou Ke's appearance at that time, with his neck stretched out and his eyes widened, as if he was afraid of seeing something wrong.
After he finished learning, he added: "I thought he was surprised to see the monk entering the flower tea house, so I didn't think much about it. Zhou Ke didn't come out after he returned home."
King Jin was thinking about it, but Song Huiyue didn't let him think about it, and said directly: "My lord, please leave it alone, I will take care of Zhou Ke, you still have to deal with the palace."
She was so rude, but King Jin was elated because he knew that Song Huiyue regarded him as a member of the Song family to protect Zhou Quan.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Song Huiyue didn't eat her dinner and strode out. Prince Jin sent her to the door and watched her walk into the cold wind.
The white cloak let the wind blow a blooming flower, wrapped her slender body, and blew her away.
The flower only walked for a moment and before it could get out of King Jin's sight, it suddenly turned back alone and trotted to the front of King Jin.
"Your Majesty! I have something to tell you."
Song Huiyue glanced at Huang Ting, who was following King Jin. Huang Ting immediately took the servants and guards back three steps, and at the same time turned around, facing away from King Jin and Song Huiyue.
Prince Jin lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Song Huiyue said softly: "I was shopping on the street today. After much thought, I didn't think of what to buy you. You are not short of clothes either."
"No need," King Jin thought of what she said before about buying another piece of clothing for Yin Xiao, but he didn't expect that she would come back to explain to him, "I have clothes."
Song Huiyue looked at King Jin's bent waist. This bend lasted for a long time. She thought for a while, approached King Jin's cheek, touched King Jin's face lightly with her lips, then returned to the original place and said seriously
Said: "This is more precious than clothes."
After she finished speaking, she left, her cloak billowing again, and she quickly disappeared from King Jin's sight.
Prince Jin touched his cheek and stood there, feeling like he was touching the spring breeze. The sky was high and the clouds were wide, the wind was warm and all the flowers were blooming.
He walked slowly inside, thinking: "Precious, so precious."
Song Huiyue did not go to the magistrate's office. Instead, she went back home first and gave all the things she bought today to Tan Ran. Then she went to the teahouse to wait for Tianxin.
Tie Zhenshan was sharpening her sword in the tea house, while Tong Peng and Bai Yu stood aside, both of them also taking advantage of the weapons.
"Old Tie, where is your gun? Why don't you use a gun and use a knife instead?" Tong Peng exposed Tie Zhenshan without leaving any room.
Baiyu smiled and said: "She is just pretending, there is no way she will really go to rob the prison. Here, it is not our turn to take the lead. King Jin can fish people out with just a flick of his finger."
Tie Zhenshan threw the knife aside: "There is no need for the King of Jin to come forward. His ultimatum is true. He was a bandit and went to sea to capture the documents before he went to get the ultimatum."
The Tian Xin in the Haidu document still has hair and has never gone bald.
Tong Peng clicked his tongue twice: "After all, I'm the smarter one. I haven't issued my sea arrest documents."
Bai Yu sneered: "As a thief, you don't even have the paperwork to catch a fish, is that really great?"
Tong Peng choked him up and couldn't find the words for a moment.
Tie Zhenshan sneered: "Even I have the paperwork, but the painter is blind and painted a beautiful girl like me into a dominatrix. If he hadn't left the boundary of Jinghu North Road, I would have smashed his dog's head into pieces."
mud!"
Tong Peng touched his nose, cherished his head, and said in his heart: "You are not a dominatrix, am I?"
Baiyu coughed and put down the long knife in his hand: "Sit down, sit down, and drink a cup of tea. The knife is quite heavy. It's quite tiring to hold it all the time."
The three of them were no longer murderous. Liu Qin, who was shivering outside the door, was slightly relieved. He saw Song Huiyue, Yinxiao, and Du Lan coming together, and he was completely relieved.
She quickly went downstairs and took Song Huiyue and the others to the second floor. Just as she was about to arrange for Song Huiyue to go to her newly tidied house, Song Huiyue had already opened the door and met with the three Jiang bandit leaders.
Tie Zhenshan stood up, gave up her seat, and sat next to Tong Peng and Bai Yu: "The lady is here, sit down and talk."
As soon as Tong Peng heard about Madam Song, he thought of what Tie Zhenshan said about Wuyou Cave. He immediately put away his frivolous smile and looked at Song Huiyue: "Madam Song?"
Song Huiyue nodded with a smile and exchanged names with them.
Tong Peng took a quick glance at her in the morning and did not take a closer look at her. Seeing that she was young, her face was still childish, and she spoke and acted in a friendly manner, he began to suspect that Tie Zhenshan was exaggerating.
Suspicions are suspicions. He is now on the same boat as the King of Jin. He is still waiting to correct his evil ways and make meritorious deeds on the battlefield to honor his ancestors. Even if Mrs. Song is a three-year-old child, he will not say much.
Baiyu knows very well that people should not be judged by their appearance. The more fierce a character is, the more gentle and kind they are - kindness is on the surface, but fierceness is in the heart.