Seeing the old servant entering Datongpu, Wang Shiqilang, who was sitting on the mat and sulking, shouted loudly.
"Just change your surname to Cheng! You won't recognize who is your master anyway!"
"Sir, this matter is nothing but a child's play." The old servant Su Rong said, "Stop playing nonsense."
"Nonsense? Do you believe what that woman said?" Wang Shiqilang jumped up and shouted, "Did you hear what that woman said? Listen to her words and follow her rules? Bah!"
Wang Qishilang gasped and stared angrily.
"I want to see what will happen if I don't listen to her."
The old servant's heart skipped a beat.
What will happen if you don’t listen to her? It will definitely not be good...
Normally, when people encounter trouble, they will find ways to avoid it, but she is better, she directly exposes the person who caused the trouble, and the trouble is not just coming, but just starting to show signs...
A teenage girl can be so smart, quick-witted, and decisive. No wonder she can make an elderly general like Mr. Zhou cry in front of her.
She is such a young lady, and this marriage is a treasure.
"Why are you laughing?"
After Wang Shiliang finished speaking, no one responded. When he looked up again, he saw the old servant grinning, and he became even more furious.
Are you just making fun of yourself again?
He was laughed at by that fool, beaten by that fool's servants, and laughed at by his own servants!
"You just stay here and follow that woman, I'm leaving now."
Another trick of running away from home.
The old servant winked at everyone, and the entourage immediately came up to surround him out of habit. Those who hugged their legs and arms, howled and begged for comfort, finally calmed them down. They were coaxed to wash up and change clothes, but they also disliked the hard and smelly Datong shop.
Ken was sleeping, and just as he was trying to settle down, there was a knock on the door.
When he opened the door, it turned out to be an entourage from the Zhou family.
"What are you doing here?" Wang Shiqilang shouted with eyes wide open.
"My wife will let you pass." The Zhou family's entourage said with an arrogant look.
In the past? Now that I think about admitting my mistake? I'm afraid? It's too late!
Wang Qishilang spat.
"Go away." He cursed simply.
Sure enough, the Zhou family's entourage turned around and ran away, but the old servant had already rushed to catch him.
"Brother, what do you want me to do?" he asked with a respectful smile.
"My lady said that it might not be safe for you to live here." The Zhou family attendant said slowly, "But my lady also said that it's up to you whether you want to go or not."
Unsafe?
The old servant shivered.
"Oh, oh, oh, she really thinks she is a prophet? Let's just say it won't rain..." Wang Shiqilang yelled, choking in the middle of the sentence. It seems that it really didn't rain... Anyway, it's just a coincidence.
, "What about being unsafe? Who does she think she is?"
He wanted to say something else, but saw that the old servant had turned around.
"Pack your things and go to Mrs. Cheng's place," he said.
The followers immediately responded and began to pack their things hurriedly.
"What are you doing? What's your last name?"
Wang Shiqilang's yelling and cursing penetrated the room and cut through the inn where the night was deep but not yet dark.
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"I didn't expect that idiot Feng was so smart... He actually escaped. It seems that we can only let him into the city."
"Going to the city? This idiot Feng has a good handle on the investigation. When he comes to the city, you and I will die!"
In a village not far from the inn, in a courtyard near the edge of the village, there were still lights in the house, and two figures were reflected in the window, one was sitting and the other was pacing back and forth.
If the little official who was beaten half to death by Feng Lin were here at this time, he would recognize that one of them is the secretary of the Taicang Road Transfer Department and the other is a tax collector.
The tax collector paced back and forth, his face gloomy.
The secretary's expression was calm and he was still drinking tea from a tea bowl.
"The timing and everything were perfect, how could it not happen?" He asked, "Did Liu Zhong make his own decisions? This kid always likes to add superfluous things due to his cleverness."
"Probably not. As far as people are concerned, it's mainly because a group of people appeared out of nowhere and started fighting." The tax collector said angrily, gritting his teeth viciously, "No matter where he comes from, as long as he comes from my territory in Taicang
If you have been there, please give me a good long-lasting memory!"
"It's okay to fight against each other. I originally told them to make a big fuss and stir up public opinion." The secretary said, his tone was slow and unhurried, "It's just that this idiot Feng is not as stupid as the rumors say.
It was our misjudgment."
Seeing that the clerk was not only not in a hurry, but also smiling, the tax collector snorted, lifted up his clothes and sat down.
"He can check accounts and is not an idiot. Wouldn't it be more difficult to deal with him?" he said. "If we let him enter the city, our Taicang Road will be completely empty."
The clerk slowly stroked the tea bowl.
"That's really tragic." He sighed, as if he had seen such a scene. Officials were picked out one by one, stripped of their official robes, and escorted to prison, with a pitiful expression.
"Just tell me what to do! Everyone in the city is waiting." The tax collector said anxiously.
"What should I do?" The clerk smiled slightly, leaned forward and lowered his voice, "It's better to be miserable alone than to be miserable with so many people, right?"
The clerk was polite and polite, but the tax collector knew that this clerk, who had worked in the Transportation Department for thirty years, was not what he appeared to be.
"Then what do you mean..." The tax collector also leaned over and asked in a low voice.
The clerk suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched his neck.
On a mid-autumn night, the weather was cool and cool, and the clerk's long and thin hand was really like a blade when it crossed the tax collector's neck.
The tax collector shivered and froze away, letting out a muffled cry in his throat.
Seeing the success frightened him, the clerk laughed.
The tax collector was a little annoyed, annoyed that the man was scaring him, and angry that he was showing timidity in front of others.
"What are you doing?" he shouted unhappily.
"Let's do this." The clerk said with a smile.
The tax collector touched his neck and came to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Kill the imperial officials?" he shouted.
The clerk looked at him.
The tax collector hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.
"Are you crazy?" he whispered, "that is a serious crime punishable by death and imprisonment."
"Then, it's better for others to die than to die yourself." The clerk said slowly.
The tax collector looked uncertain and subconsciously touched his neck without saying anything.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. People who die are not necessarily killed. It can be an accident, just like the fire in the Wuzhou Warehouse." The clerk said slowly, "We can naturally make Taicang's people happy.
The management department is trying to light a fire, but this kind of trick is too passive, and it will also give Feng idiot an excuse. Instead of doing this, it would be better..."
"Let the inn light a fire?" the tax collector said subconsciously.
"Wang Da is really smart, what a good idea." The clerk immediately extended his finger and praised with a smile.
The tax collector reached out and opened his hand.
"Goodbye, Cao Ba, please don't put this label on me. Whoever comes up with the solution knows it." He said angrily.
"Don't worry, if this matter is done, no one will be held accountable." The clerk smiled and sat cross-legged, "It's dry today and the Xiaofanggang Station is in disrepair. It's not normal to catch a fire.
Something?"
The tax collector sat silent.
"Besides, the superiors won't let this fire be pursued." The clerk lowered his voice and said, "Several people in the Shenbing camp were greeted by people from the court in advance, otherwise you think we can instigate the move?
Feng Guazi likes to point fingers every day, and some people have long been dissatisfied with him."
The tax collector nodded and relaxed slightly.
The clerk smiled lightly and picked up the tea bowl.
"It's easiest to solve it at the inn." He said, paused for a moment, and lowered his voice, "The transfer envoy also thinks so."
Lord Transporter!
The tax collector's eyes widened, and he immediately reached out to cover his mouth, as if he was the one who spoke just now.
"But there are many people staying in the inn today... If this fire breaks out, it will be uncontrollable." He said in a low voice.
"Wouldn't that make the noise even bigger? If we say that this post station really needs to be repaired, the superiors just refuse to allocate the money and insist on our local government funding it. Our local area is so poor, no one can afford to repair it. I have repeatedly told the superiors that something will happen sooner or later.
, something will happen sooner or later, maybe something will happen now, just wait and see if they will give you money when the censor is impeached." The clerk said with a snort.
The tax collector smacked his lips, as if they didn't mean the same thing...
"Hurry up. Nowadays, the second half of the night is when people are most sleepy, and lamp oil is most likely to catch fire. It's easier to do things while it's still dark." The clerk said, tapping a few cases with his fingers impatiently.
The tax collector gritted his teeth and slapped his leg.
"Okay, let's do it like this." He stood up and gritted his teeth, "It's not that we have any grudge against him. Who made him unlucky enough to take this job? If you want to blame it, just blame his bad luck."
While standing up.
"I'll go and watch it myself to avoid any more mistakes."
The clerk nodded and then thought of something to stop him.
"Everything has been checked in the inn. No important people are checking in today, right?" he asked.
"No, we have checked them all out. Most of them are common people, and then there are a few low-ranking officials. Don't worry." said the tax collector.
The clerk nodded and watched the tax collector go out.
In the dark night, there seemed to be the sound of footsteps disappearing in the distance.
The night fell, and the noisy inn finally fell into silence.
Cheng Jiaoniang's camp outside the inn also became quiet after Wang Shiqilang's commotion.
Banqin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Cheng Jiaoniang closing her eyes and sleeping on the bed. She carefully turned around and lay down on the felt mat. When she lay down, she saw the bow and arrow placed on the footrest beside Cheng Jiaoniang's bed.
Even on the road, the lady did not change her habits, practicing calligraphy, reading, and practicing bow and arrow.
Banqin smiled slightly, lay down and closed his eyes.
Low footsteps sounded in the backyard of the inn, but they were quickly lost in the darkness.
There was a light on in the woodshed, and through the window panes, one could see five men lying on the ground inside, tied up and with wounds on their faces, and two guards stood at the door, rubbing their eyes and yawning.
"What time is it? Why hasn't the shift guy come yet..." one said.
"You must have overslept..." The other one said lazily, leaning against the wall. Halfway through his words, he suddenly straightened up and actually slipped down against the wall.
The people on the other side were happy to see it.
"You kid is so sleepy that you can't stand the fight anymore..." He laughed. Before he finished speaking, there was a soft pop in his ear. His eyes widened and he put his hand to cover his throat. Blood flowed from the seams of his hands.
"have…"
After the last sound came out, the person fell straight down.
The sound of landing woke up the five people on the ground, who looked at the guard who "slept" on the ground in confusion.
The door was pushed open.
"Wang Da!" The clerk suddenly shouted in surprise.
The tax collector hissed at him.
"I want to die." He shouted in a low voice with eyes wide open.
Two more people came in from behind and helped wake up the people on the ground and untie them.
"Wang Da, I knew you wouldn't ignore me." The junior official said with tears of joy.
The tax collector sighed.
"You're not promising," he said, shaking his head, "Can you still leave? Let's go quickly."
Although the whole body hurt after being beaten, everyone still had more strength than running for their lives, and several people helped each other out of the house.
"Wang Da, just forget it? We just ran away like this, and there is no hope of our future wealth and livelihood..." The clerk thought of something and whispered with a bit of impatience.
People are like this. When they have to travel to Shu, for a moment they are content as long as they save their lives. But when they save their lives, they want to keep their glory and wealth.
"Don't worry." The tax collector hummed and took something out of his sleeve.
Under the dim light, the clerk's eyes widened when he saw this thing clearly.
"Huo Nianzi!" he shouted in a low voice, and then looked at the other two people, who had gourds hanging on their waists. They stood close to each other and the smell of oil spread in the night wind. He couldn't help but chattered his teeth, "This is... this is
…”
"Let's go quickly." The tax collector glared at him and whispered, "You want to be buried with him too."
The clerk came to his senses and did not dare to say anything more, so he hurriedly walked out.
The tax collector waved his hand, and the two men walked along the corner to the upper room.
They had already knocked out the lights in the inn with stones in advance, and the darkness covered the figures of the six people walking out. The moment they stepped out of the inn, flames started to rise behind them.
"Fire!"
There was no shouting in the inn, but a shout came from outside the inn, which startled the six people. They looked up and saw four people standing guard by the bonfire in the camp not far away.
Along with their shouts, everyone in the station also noticed, and suddenly there was a mixture of shouts and cries.
The night wind was strong and the fire was raging in the blink of an eye.
Manager Cao and others had already woken up, and they were horrified when they saw this scene.
"Quickly put out the fire!"
Everyone rushed over in a hurry.
"Ten of you will go, and the rest will stay to protect the camp." Manager Cao commanded loudly.
Then someone rushed over carrying pots and other items that had not been put away.
The inn is already crowded with people,
Looking at the fire, all the fear and fear were gone, replaced by joy.
It’s not that easy to lose my wealth and my life!
The clerk looked back at the inn with pride. The fire was getting brighter and brighter, gradually illuminating their hiding place.
"You guys find a place to hide." The tax collector whispered, and while he was about to leave, he saw the little official looking outside again.
"Damn it, that stinky bitch ruined our good deeds and caused us to get beaten!" the clerk said bitterly.
Looking in the direction he was looking, the tax collector also looked over. Many people who were putting out the fire in the tent ran out, and the rest stood by the tent, pointing at the inn here with a look of astonishment.
Two women also walked out of one of the tents.
"Is it because they are complaining and ruining our business?" he asked.
The clerk nodded.
"I gave them a good beating," he said, looking back at the four soldiers.
The four soldiers also nodded.
"Wang Da, give me the fire twister..." the clerk said suddenly and stretched out his hand.
"What are you doing?" said the tax collector, "hide quickly and you can come out soon after the fire is over."
"I'll put a fire on it first to keep them warm," the clerk said.
It's really time to teach these ignorant people some lessons.
The tax collector hesitated and handed him the fire twister in his hand, and then took off the oil pot.
At this time, people outside the inn were running around and mingling together. The clerk was not afraid of being seen. He grabbed a fire twister with one hand and an oil can with the other, and mingled with the crowd and ran towards the camp.
"….What's going on? What's going on?" Wang Qishilang, wearing a cloak and with his hair loose, looked at the inn in surprise, and kept shouting, "Why is it on fire!"
No one answered his words, because there were so many people coming, and the followers were busy guarding the tent to prevent them from rushing over.
Only the old servant accompanied Wang Shiqilang, and Banqin accompanied Cheng Jiaoniang, standing outside the camp and watching the fire.
Compared to Wang Shiqilang's surprise, the old servant's face was full of horror. He looked at the fire and then at Cheng Jiaoniang.
It's really dangerous...
This is simply a divine plan!
How is this possible? Is it a coincidence?
Suddenly his eyes widened and he saw the little lady wrapped in a big cloak suddenly lift up her clothes and lift something in her hand.
That turned out to be...a bow and arrow!
What is she going to do?
Just as he looked over, the lady had already drawn her bow and nocked an arrow. With a buzzing sound, the long arrow left the string and went straight in one direction.
At the same time, the clerk who had blended in with the crowd and ran closer had already excitedly waved the fire twister in his hand, and also made a throwing motion with the oil can in his other hand.
Go to hell…
At this moment, an arrow flew with a roar and accurately shot through the throat of the young official.
The little official lost his life without even a trace of feeling, and he fell down on his back. The swaying fire stick fell on him, and the oil can in his hand also fell on him.
With a bang, the crowd suddenly burst into flames.
The running crowd suddenly broke into chaos with a roar.
What's going on? What's going on?
Everyone was shocked. The station caught fire. Could people outside the station also spontaneously combust?
The tax collector and four soldiers standing in the shadow were also stunned.
Did you accidentally drop the fire twister and oil can on yourself?
The tax collector's first thought came to this, but it was wrong. Why didn't people struggle?
If he missed it, he would definitely scream and writhe to put out the fire. How could he be motionless?
No! This was dead before it caught fire!
He reacted immediately and looked towards the camp over there. A few feet away, a bright arrow under the night firelight was already pointed at him.
"come over!"
A shrill female voice came in the night wind.
This sound made everyone around him look over, and Wang Shiqilang's eyes widened.
What is this woman doing with a bow and arrow? Putting out fires?
Who did she ask to come?
He looked in the direction the bow and arrow pointed.
Under the red night sky, there were five people standing in a corner of the inn, and one of them, a man, looked over blankly.
"Disobedient!" Cheng Jiaoniang said and let go of her hand.
The tax collector couldn't see around him. He could only see the flaming arrow getting closer and closer. Behind the arrow, the night wind blew up the petite woman's cloak, raising a shadow like a bat spreading its wings.
What's going on?
This was the tax collector's last thought. The arrow passed through his chin and was nailed into his throat. Without even a scream, he retreated and fell to the ground, flopping for two times and becoming motionless.
Looking at the people dying in front of them, the four guards finally came to their senses, and several grown men let out screams comparable to those of women.
Killing!
Killing!
The people around him finally came to their senses and became even more confused.
Killing! Killing!
Wang Shiqilang kept following the arrow, and by the light of the fire he could clearly see how a person died in the blink of an eye.
This is the first time in his life that he has seen murder!
And it’s women who kill!
And this woman is still his fiancée!
He turned his head and looked at his fiancée as if he was dumbfounded...
Cheng Jiaoniang still held the bow in her hand, and was drawing an arrow from her waist behind her, aiming it at the screaming guard over there.
"Come here!" She spat out a few words again.
It was impossible for the soldiers and guards on the other side to hear it in the noise, but Wang Shiqilang could hear it clearly.
come over…
disobedient...
Just go to hell...
If you don't obey, you will die...
Wang Qishilang swallowed hard.
"Kill people!"
He screamed and fell on his back and fainted, far away from the noise and chaos, and fell into darkness and silence.
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The end of the month is here, as usual, Xi Xing, who has always been very diligent, will continue to update twice, update, update, you deserve it, and it is what I should do (*^__^*) Hee hee...
The end of the month is here, as usual, Xi Xing, who has always been very diligent, will continue to update twice, update, update, you deserve it, and it is what I should do (*^__^*) Hee hee...
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