If he goes by what Magistrate Zhou said, Mo Qianlan can prepare a coffin for Mo Lingfeng at this time.
The cold wind still crept in quietly, and the heavy cloak on Mo Qianlan's body also moved with it. He raised his eyelids and glanced at County Magistrate Zhou with an indifferent expression: "Then I still want to thank you."
County magistrate Zhou asked him to sarcastically turn his face to earth: "I'm a lower official. I'm an incompetent official. The county has been robbed by thieves for years. It's really not rich. I'm an inferior official and I'm incompetent."
Bandits have been wandering between Jiaxian County and Heshan County for a long time. If the banditry has just started, all the bandits will be suppressed, and the thieves will not be allowed to become so powerful. It is just that the two states are pushing the blame and are unwilling to contribute.
There is a disaster today.
But he, a mere county official, can't make any comment. He can only be said to be incompetent - incompetent.
"Jiedu Envoy, please don't blame me for what I said more bluntly," Zhang Congfeng said, "As soon as the thief opened his mouth, it was a year's tax from the Jeju government. This is really embarrassing. Besides, how can a thief have credibility?"
It can be said that I am afraid that I will lose both men and money, so Jiedushi still needs to make long-term plans."
"The thief will see the money tomorrow, but Zhang Congfeng wants to take a long-term view?" Mo Qianlan sneered: "That's right, Zhang Congfeng is a person who has never been related to anyone, how can he know the pain in my heart."
Zhang Gongfeng never expected that Mo Qianlan would be so venomous. His expression froze, and he secretly comforted himself: "He is mentally ill, so don't get along with him."
He frowned: "But tomorrow is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, where will the ten thousand guan come from? Even if you peel off a layer of Heshan County, you won't be able to raise 10,000 guan."
Mo Qianlan rolled his eyes: "You don't think that I'm here just for tea, do you?"
The two of them were an official and an envoy. The Zhou County official had a humble and inferior position. He was caught between the two of them. He felt like an ant. If he wasn't careful, he would be rubbed to death by the two of them.
Just as County Magistrate Zhou was trembling in fear, the door curtain suddenly opened a corner, and a furry head stuck out: "Master"
County Magistrate Zhou quickly apologized and stood up, opened the door curtain and walked out. He led his bearded master to the rolling shed, finally straightened his rickety back, raised his hand and slapped the master on the head.
He scolded in his voice: "Who are you calling me master? Do you think my life is too long? How dare you call me master in front of the Jiedushi and the imperial envoys!"
"Yes, yes, old County Magistrate Zhou."
"Tell me what's going on!"
"There are many ambulances coming outside."
"Taiping car?" County Magistrate Zhou raised his feet and started to walk out, "What are you here for?"
The master quickly said: "I don't know, I said he is from Kuanzhou."
County Magistrate Zhou raised his foot and landed on the ground: "Kuanzhou? You won't ask us to pay for the autumn grain, right?"
"I don't know," the master twirled his beard, "the leader also said he wanted to see Ambassador Mo Jiedu."
County Magistrate Zhou was irritated. When he saw the master's head full of hair, eyebrows, and beard, he became more and more confused. He wished he could shave him into a bald gourd. He glared at him fiercely: "I don't know anything. It's better to raise you."
Get a donkey!"
The master was so stupefied that he didn't dare to reply, and he was not convinced - how could a donkey endure two months without salary?
Magistrate Zhou scolded the master, took a deep breath, cheered up, rearranged his clothes, humbly returned to the second hall, and humbly told Mo Qianlan that there was a peace train outside looking for him.
Mo Qianlan stood up and did not find fault with him. He only patted Magistrate Zhou on the shoulder and said, "My people have arrived. Let's go out and take a look."
County Magistrate Zhou followed Mo Qianlan's hand and looked up.
He saw a line of dark red blood between Mo Qianlan's eyebrows, which was obviously caused by rubbing it hard when he had a headache. Under his eyes, there was a dark-green color, like a sea of boredom and a mountain of sorrow.
I can't hold it anymore.
He forgot his situation for a moment and thought that Mo Jiedu was really a pitiful person.
Zhang Gongfeng also stood up. When the three of them arrived outside the Yimen, they saw a series of Taiping Cars moving out from the Yi Gate, with no end in sight. On each Taiping Car, two large camphor wooden boxes were placed.
The yellow-flowered horse was pressed down by something unknown and gasped, and deep and wide ruts were left on the ground.
Yin Bei stood in the front and saluted Mo Qianlan: "Uncle, I exchanged 20,000 guan first and brought two boxes of gold."
The sad look on Zhang Fengfeng's face turned into horror.
Mo Qianlan motioned for him to open it and take a look: "That's enough, only ten thousand guan."
He turned to Zhang Chong and said: "Ah Gu is a priceless treasure to me, but I didn't expect that it would only be worth ten thousand guan in the hands of bandits. They are a bunch of ignorant people!"
Zhang Chong said "hehe" twice.
Yin Bei opened a camphor wood box. The dazzling yellow inside was full of brand-new copper coins. One box weighed one hundred coins, and the two boxes weighed nearly a thousand kilograms.
County Magistrate Zhou stared, opened his mouth, stretched his neck, and almost buried his head in the box. He could no longer hide his salivation.
"Send them all," Mo Qianlan put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the sky, "Go now."
Zhang Gongfeng felt goosebumps in the cold wind: "I didn't expect Jiedushi to be so generous."
Mo Qianlan couldn't wait any longer and didn't want to be pretentious with him anymore: "Isn't this why the envoy came? How could I not have thought of it?"
Zhang Gongfeng's heart skipped a beat, and even the slightest expression on his face disappeared. He fell silent as he watched the Taiping Car make a difficult U-turn to send the robbers to Niuji Ridge where they were encamped.
Yin Bei brought the horse over and helped Mo Qianlan get on the horse. Mo Qianlan held the horse's bridle in his hands, lowered his head and asked, "I want to pick up Ah Gu in person. Can I go and make offerings?"
Zhang Gongfeng took a step back: "No, swords don't have eyes. I'm afraid I won't have such good luck again."
Mo Qianlan sneered and rode away.
For a while, the sound of peace trains in Heshan County kept ringing, and by the time they arrived at Niujiling, Haishi had arrived.
Taiping carts surrounded the mountains. The driver got out of the car and put down his whip. His face hidden by Nuanli suddenly changed and became vicious and fierce. He stood in front of the cart, ready to take action at any time.
Mo Qianlan walked up the mountain.
Niuji Ridge is not high and the trees are sparse, but the terrain is steep and there are rocks everywhere. There is only one road up the mountain. The bandits have set up several passes here. The gray bottle cannon stones at the first pass are already a mess for people to step on.
Mo Qianlan walked faster and faster, and the wooden fence he saw fell to the ground, and the smell of blood gradually appeared on the tip of his nose.
When he and Zhang Gongfeng were entangled, one hundred elite soldiers borrowed from the fortress, led by Zhao Shiheng, rushed here and killed the thief by surprise. The war must have ended by now, so the mountains would be so quiet.
How is grandma?
Ah Gu must be very good. He worked so hard in planning, how could he let Ah Gu do something wrong?
Mo Qianlan tucked up the corners of his clothes, took off the heavy and obstructive crane cloak, threw it to Yin Bei, and started running wildly.
The sight was filled with the losers left after the fighting. Going further up, there was the thatched hall. There were four or five broken chairs on the ground, two dead bodies were lying on them, and only one tiger-skin chair was still standing.
Zhao Shiheng stood in the thatched hall. When he saw Mo Qianlan, he opened his mouth to say something, but Mo Qianlan spoke first: "Ah..."
Unable to finish two words, he began to cough "Hang Bang Hang". The coughing sound was hollow, like a broken bellows, as if his heart was empty.
He stooped and coughed, his face turned red. After coughing, he panted and looked at Zhao Shiheng: "Ah?"
Zhao Shiheng stretched out his hand and pointed back.