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849. eight hundred and forty nine

The visitors from Yan State had caught the wanted criminal Lou Jinqiao and posted them all over the streets. Anyone with a discerning eye noticed that this person had changed his address and was now staying at the house of Mr. Lu Jian. Although he was inevitably wary of the owner, three people came here that afternoon.

When visiting guests asked about Lou Jinqiao, Jia Cong was always dismissive, only saying that he had paid more money during the day yesterday and caught it in the evening. Then the topic changed and he began to promote Yan State's investment promotion policy and persuade people to open factories in Yan State.

, return to Qi to enjoy the blessings.

That night, Jia Cong asked someone to bring Lou Jinqiao over and told him: "We have found the inn where you stayed and also found the Yizhuang where the doctor's body was collected. What you said is true."

Lou Jinqiao was shocked: "It's only been a day! Mr. Zhou, how did you send the message?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "We used kites to send the message, which is much faster than pigeons. It arrived in two and a half hours. We sent it last night and checked it during the day. After checking, we sent two more kites to reply. I just received it."

Lou Jinqiao opened his mouth wide: "So fast..."

"But I can't let you go just yet." Jia Cong said, "I told the outside world that I have captured Lou Jinqiao. If you are free and are seen by others, I will lose face. Let's wait until I finish my work."

Lou Jinqiao hurriedly said: "You must let me take revenge later." He said seriously, "I have avenged my benefactor. I will change my ways and never kill anyone again."

Jia Cong thought for a while and said: "It's okay to kill people. After all, there are too many people who can't bear the crime they committed. But you can't kill innocent people. I suggest you think back to how many people you have killed and roughly calculate the number.

, kill the kidnappers ten times as many. If you can kill all the kidnappers in the world, you will have saved countless children and parents. This merit will be enough for you to become the number one scholar in your next life."

Lou Jinqiao felt relieved and was about to speak with a smile when someone came in from outside and reported: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Cui Ju wants to see you."

Jia Cong said happily: "Please come quickly! He's finally here. I've been waiting for him all day."

Lou Jinqiao hurriedly avoided the outside. There were several guards scattered in the corridor, all of whom were martial arts practitioners, chatting with him. Liuzhuang sat aside in a daze. After a while, the gatekeeper of the Lu family led Cui Ju into the courtyard gate.

There was also a boy and an old servant with him. Liuzhuang immediately recognized this old servant as the one he had seen when he went to Cui's house a few days ago. This man poured a cup of tea for Liuzhuang and then gave it to Xie Jingji, the former magistrate of Jiangxi.

His family members entered the study room in the Qi Power List. Out of the corner of their eyes, they saw Lou Jinqiao looking at him, and asked, "Master Lou, why are you staring at that old servant? Is he a practicing master?"

Lou Jinqiao had seen Liuzhuang's martial arts and respected him very much, so he quickly said: "How can he be a martial artist? That old man is an important elder in the Cui clan, and now he comes to the Lu family disguised as a servant.

It’s quite interesting.”

Liuzhuang frowned: "Elder? Who is he?"

"I don't know about this." Lou Jinqiao said, "After all, he is the same generation as Cui Ju and his direct descendants. The third child's father-in-law is very respectful to him."

Liu Zhuang nodded: "Thank you." Then he stood up and walked to the front of the hall. He saw that the Cui family had just entered, and Jia Cong and Cui Ju were chatting. Liu Zhuang shouted outside the door in fluent French.

Jia Cong stayed for three seconds: "can you speak english please?"

Liu Zhuang then said it again in English: "here\\\'sold valere"

Jia Cong stayed for another three seconds: "pardon me?" Liu Zhuang was helpless, waved his hand and left.

Jia Cong was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was talking about the son-in-law in "The Stingy" who disguised himself as a servant and sneaked into the girl's house to pick up girls. Looking at the two people following Cui Ju, he immediately understood: the old man bent down and

He looked respectful, and his beard and hair had not been taken care of. He really looked like a servant. But a young man like Cui Ju had never seen an old servant go out with him. So he handed Cui Ju his hand and said, "I'm sorry."

Cui Ju was a little curious: "What did Brother Zhou and your servant say?"

The corner of Jia Cong's mouth twitched: "It's just idle gossip. Young people like to show off. They have learned a few foreign words and wish that the whole world would know them." After a pause, he smiled bitterly and said, "Do you believe me when I say I didn't understand?

?”

Cui Ju was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I believe it. Brother Zhou just looks like he doesn't understand."

Jia Cong looked at the old servant next to him and said, "This old man is getting older. Please sit down."

Cui Ju said: "He is just a servant."

"This servant is also an old man." Jia Cong said, "As time goes by, we can always accumulate some wisdom. If you are an old man, you should respect him." Then he asked someone to bring in a soft horse. Cui Ju and the old servant looked at each other quietly. The old servant saw the horse.

It's very simple. I took a few more glances and thanked me.

Cui Junai asked: "Brother Zhou, I heard that you have caught the wanted criminal? How did you catch him?"

"Someone sent a live thing last night," Jia Cong said, "I can't tell you who sent it. Anyway, I got the Loujin Bridge, and they got the banknotes and road guides. I handed over the money with one hand and handed it over to the person with the other."

Cui Ju knew it would be inconvenient to inquire again, so he said with a smile: "Is there any use in giving away twenty thousand taels of silver?"

"I don't know yet." Jia Cong said, "The worst I can do is send tens of thousands more. He is not the only wanted criminal. I believe that next time I can get him with only ten thousand, and the next time five thousand." He squinted his eyes and smiled evilly, "Look.

How can they protect each other?"

Cui Ju said: "Brother Zhou, didn't he want to find the person who persuaded the monk? Why did he arrest the thief?"

Jia Cong said: "I already have an idea. The enemy is in the thieves' way. It won't take long before the meaning of the green forest will turn into a piece of loose sand. If I just pay a few dollars, someone will rush to report it." He waved his fingers.

, "The best thing about thieves is that they have a very contractual spirit and never talk to you about anything other than business. Everyone did the business quietly and it was over." Cui Ju frowned and said nothing.

The old servant stepped forward and slapped him. Jia Cong waved his hands repeatedly: "You are so old, don't salute a young man like me. I feel uncomfortable."

The old servant bowed his back and said, "I dare not break the rules."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "The rules are different everywhere. I respect the old and love the young here, and the elderly just do as the locals do. What advice do you have?"

The old servant said: "I don't dare to 'give advice' to my master. It's just that I am old and have a few words, and my master is willing to listen to them. As the saying goes, thieves also have their own ways. If Mr. Zhou will steal

If their way is destroyed, won’t they become more and more unruly?”

Jia Cong said in bewilderment: "Aren't they just wanton and uninhibited? Isn't the way of thieves that whoever has the big fist and the quickest sword is justified?"

The old servant shook his head: "According to what I know, there are also righteous people in the green forest."

"I believe it. Because I also know it." Jia Cong said, "There are righteous people among scholars, there are righteous people among woodcutters, there are righteous people among craftsmen, and there are righteous people among merchants. Three hundred and sixty lines,

There are righteous people in every line of work. These are individuals and have nothing to do with the whole. The whole way of thieves will not change just because there are some righteous people. Except for a few righteous people, others will still kill, set fire, loot and kidnap."

The old servant said: "However, the morality of the green forest can restrain some thieves and bandits from their reckless behavior."

Jia Cong moved his mouth: "You must have misunderstood. Green Forest morality is only between thieves and thieves, not others. The harm of a few restrictions to the entire banditry is negligible. Besides, I am not a thief.

, I am not an emperor either. I just complete my errands, the morality of the green forest and the peace of the world have nothing to do with me."

The old servant said: "Sir, you just want to find someone, just that person. Why bother to mess with the whole Green Forest?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Don't worry, they can't do anything to me. I live in the house of the Minister of War. It's fun to just watch the excitement and stir up trouble."

The old servant said angrily: "Sir, after seeing the excitement, he left. There are many thieves and bandits in Qi. Without restraint, the people will suffer."

Jia Cong said coldly: "What misunderstanding do you always have about thieves? Aren't the wanted criminals caught one by one, and the cleaner they are, the better? Can it be beneficial to the people if they go unpunished? Today I let the thieves take care of each other.

First, doesn't it save the government a lot of things? The first bandits were sent overseas again, and suddenly there were two less. The thieves are like lice, they catch one by one, and they can always catch them clean." Jia Cong spoke happily, and his eyes caught Cui.

There was a hint of gloating on Ju's face.

The old servant was startled, sighed softly, and saluted, "This slave has overstepped his bounds."

Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "No problem. I object to every word you say, but I defend your right to speak."

The old servant saluted again and glanced at Cui Ju. Cui Ju suddenly shuddered and said hurriedly: "Do you have time to spare these days? The Spring Troupe is rehearsing a new play. Then let's watch it more ostentatiously.

Look, maybe we can catch two fish?"

Jia Cong frowned: "Ah? I don't like listening to operas. I'm so exhausted."

Cui Ju said: "I heard that this is a lively show and it won't be slow."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's a new play. No one knows what it's about." Cui Ju said, "People all over the city want to hear it. Without my help, you won't be able to get tickets."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Now that I'm like this, wouldn't I be sorry if I betrayed your good intentions? Just go and go. I haven't listened to a play in a while."

A brief moment of disappointment flashed across Cui Ju's face, and he immediately smiled and said, "It's a deal! I'll pick you up when the time comes."

"Okay." Jia Cong said, "After listening to the play, you can treat me to dinner." Cui Juxiao agreed.

After Cui Ju left, Liu Xiaoqi and others who were hiding next door and eavesdropping came in. Jia Cong immediately glared at Liu Zhuang: "What foreign language are you talking about? I almost didn't realize what the old valere is! You can't fight.

A metaphor I can understand?"

Liuzhuang looked innocent: "That book was recommended by Uncle Jia. You said it was one of the greatest Western works of the last century, and you praised Mr. Molière for a quarter of an hour."

"There are so many greatest works and there are so many characters in them, how can I remember them all! Besides, I only remember the transliterated names translated into Chinese. If you tell me something in French, I will understand!" Jia

Cong slapped the case, "Don't you know that I have never learned French? Who is so free that he even teaches you French!"

Liu Zhuang said: "Uncle Chen." Jia Cong choked and was speechless for a long time. Liu Xiaoqi and Shen Zhimo laughed loudly.

Jia Cong angrily grabbed the teacup and drank it, slapped the table and shouted: "Stop laughing! Let's talk about serious business. What is the origin of the old man?" Liuzhuang explained the identity of the Cui family's old servant. Jia Cong hummed, "Cui Mian is indeed

He was controlled by his direct descendants."

Liu Xiaoqi said: "If the direct descendants of the Cui family had already captured Cui Mian at that time, Zhou Lang and others may not have been sent by Cui Mian. Those people are hard-boned and unwilling to say anything."

Jia Cong thought for a while: "We are away from home and staying in other people's homes. The interrogation conditions are simple. Should we send him back for interrogation?"

"That's fine." Liu Xiaoqi said, "I'll go to the horse shop and ask them to find out what the Spring Class is."

Jia Cong nodded: "There is also the other son-in-law of the Cui family named Situ. Since my wife's family is a direct branch of the Cui family and my mother's family has military power, why is it that it is not him but Lao Wu who is fighting against the crown prince?" He thought, "This old man

Five is a bit too weak." Liu Xiaoqi nodded, got up and left.

After a long time, Jia Cong suddenly remembered something: Cui Ju didn't ask Brother Zhou why he wanted to move away from Cui's house today.

The next day, Cui Ju sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that the spring troupe had scheduled a new play to start in seven days, and that he would pick up Xianggong Zhou at that time. Jia Cong replied and agreed, and ordered someone to post a reward for Zhou Lang and others.

If you go out, you will get a reward of 10,000 taels.

Five days later, news came back from Ma Xing: The courtesans and bustards who had tested the whole city had no martial arts skills or capable bodyguards, and they were all ordinary women. Jia Cong suddenly felt disappointed.

I also checked the Hechun Troupe. This troupe is the most popular opera troupe in Qi State. The troupe leader is named Jiang Baituo, who is deeply loved by dignitaries. He has a son, who is fourteen years old this year and is loved like a treasure. Leader Jiang originally did not want him.

I was studying opera, but I accidentally showed it to a noble person, and called him by name to be treated by a good student. I heard that he studied Zhengdan, and his talent was extraordinary. Although he had not officially appeared on the stage, he had already won the favor of many noble people.

Another day passed, and tomorrow was the day she and Cui Ju agreed to go to the theater. In the afternoon, the mother-in-law from the back door of Lu's house suddenly came in to look for Shen Zhimo: "Miss Shen, there is a daughter-in-law outside who says she is from your hometown and wants to meet you.

.”

Shen Zhimo was stunned. She didn't tell anyone where she was from. Instead, she blinked and said, "In that case, please invite her in." Then he gave the old lady a handful of copper coins. The old lady walked away with a smile.

Jia Cong and others were curious and asked Shen Zhimo to invite the daughter-in-law into the hall. They all hid behind the screen. After a while, the mother-in-law brought the daughter-in-law in. When everyone took a look, they saw that this woman had a good appearance and was wearing a red dress.

The silk jacket was very haggard. Shen Zhimo glanced at her hands, which were white and tender, and it was obvious that they were not for work.

After sending the mother-in-law away, before Shen Zhimo could say anything, the daughter-in-law knelt down and said, "Auntie, I know I'm being presumptuous! Please let me see Mr. Zhou!"

Shen Zhimo was stunned for a long time and blushed with embarrassment: This daughter-in-law had obviously misunderstood. She quickly said: "I am not some aunt. If you have something to say, please get up and say it first. Who are you? What do you call me?"

The daughter-in-law couldn't get up, so she wiped away her tears and said, "Girl, I am the wife of the leader of the Hechun class, and my surname is You."

"Sister-in-law You, please get up first." Shen Zhimo turned around and looked around. Liuzhuang pulled Jia Cong.

Jia Cong had no choice but to cough twice and walk out, pretending to be: "Ling Dang, what's going on?"

When Youshi looked up, she was stunned: "Master Cong?!"

Jia Cong was also stunned: "Do you recognize me?" Looking at the daughter-in-law, tears were streaming down her face. Although she didn't recognize her face, "You" was an uncommon surname. Jia Cong followed the picture and soon remembered an ancient name.

Name: Sanjie You.


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