"Where do you guys come from?" After introducing himself, Yan Xiaoliu took a sip of the cold tea in his hand, changed his tone and asked.
Perhaps the thing I just encountered was too difficult, or perhaps because I knew the other party’s identity as an official, the scholar unconsciously brought a few cautions in his speech, "Guobei County."
"Oh...is there..." After taking another sip of the cold tea, nodded slightly, Yan Xiaoliu sighed in a tone of remembrance.
"Officials know?"
"I haven't been there, but I have heard of the name of Lu County, Guobei County." After a smile, Yan Xiaoliu did not look up.
"Do you know our magistrate?" The scholar, who was born with curiosity, couldn't resist the temptation and turned his head and asked.
"I heard it a little bit, it seems that I have been to Liang and become the Great Honglu now."
"Congratulations...Qinghou!" When Mr. Wei, who was facing the window, seemed to be drunk, heard this, his ears moved, and his hand on his knee turned around the Tao.
The mud wine glass then touched the wall of the small bowl placed in front of him, his lips touched up and down, and said in a slight and inaudible voice.
Wang Huofen was still smoking. He seemed to smoke whenever he had free time. After taking a few puffs, he would stare at the lit-up of the cigarette pole, and the dim fire light was dazed.
Han Qiuyin was eating peanuts one by one, each one had to chew for a long time, and a fat pigeon was squatting beside him.
The fat pigeon was turning his head and looking at the boy eating peanuts above, then turned his head and followed the movement of the chopsticks, looking at the small plate of peanuts.
"Jiji! Jiji!"
Han Qiuequin glanced at it, and the peanuts that were about to be put into his mouth suddenly turned in mid-air and stuffed them into the fat pigeon's mouth.
"Jiji! Jiji!"
"Where is this going?" Yan Xiaoliu had already extracted some of the information he needed, including household registration, location, and Shangguan. The next step was the destination, so he paused for a few pauses and continued to ask questions.
"Guishan." The scholar lowered his head in a depressed manner and replied in a depressed tone.
Looking at the scholar and smiled, Yan Xiaoliu poured some water on the table again, dipped his fingers into the water stains, and wrote two words on the table, Guishan.
"Mythical legend: Dayu killed the demon god Xiangliu by controlling the flood, sealed his soul into the Zhenwu Zaodiao Banner, and then sealed the water ape Wuzhiqi on Guishan with this flag. Are you looking for mythological history? Or is it?
What?"
"Did you treat us as a prisoner? In this way, the scholar said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"As soon as you come, Daliang weaving fell off, and it's okay to say you are prisoners." Yan Xiaoliu shook his head without comment and smiled.
"But..." He snatched Bai in a hurry, and the scholar had just spoken.
"Evidence? I haven't, so I have to add two words in front of the prisoner, suspect. Is there any problem?" Yan Xiaoliu said slowly without any haste, and turned around.
He stared at the scholar with a sharp gaze and asked back, with a little coldness in his tone.
"No." After a squeak, the scholar shook his head.
"I have a question, then I will continue to ask." Yan Xiaoliu nodded with satisfaction and said.
"good."
"Does the beam fall off have anything to do with you?"
"No."
"The outer robe is longer than the body, and the elbows are five inches shorter. The shoulder liner is shrinking inside. This is not your clothes, so where did it come from?"
"The tailor said that the fabric was not enough, so he gave me a discount."
"You are not honest."
"I......"
......
After asking a few questions casually and teasing this dishonest guy, Yan Xiaoliu felt much more relaxed, so he stood up and hugged everyone, said goodbye, and walked out.
At this time, Qingpingfang, which never sleeps, there are no fewer people in the streets and alleys. The dishes on the table are already served, just like the dishes ordered by Mr. Wei before, and the candle wicks on the table have also been changed.
.
The new voice laughs in the willow roads and flowers, and the strings are adjusted in the teahouse and wine shop.
lively!
After about a cup of tea, Mr. Wei stood up, said "convenient" and walked outside.
Like the candle in the candlestick, he swayed left and right, slowly moving straight to the door. Except for the alcoholic smell, Mr. Wei's steady steps and clear eyes could not tell at all that he was.
Take advantage of the drunkenness.
Under the plaque with the word "Xilu" hanging, there were long red lanterns hanging. The pedestrians were bustling with each other. There were many figures outside the restaurant who were drunk and shouted loudly, and were humble.
I searched around and for a while, oh, there!
Mr. Wei just arrived at the door and found the figure who was wearing Yan Feitu's outer robe and incompatible with the surrounding environment, waiting for him.
He hurriedly walked up, and Mr. Wei shook his sleeves and gave a gift.
"As I expected, the magistrate and the second magistrate of the county magistrate will definitely throw this hot potato to me." He raised his hand and signaled Mr. Wei not to be polite. Yan Xiaoliu hit the topic indifferently.
"We are just pedestrians on the way." Standing next to Yan Xiaoliu, the two of them looked at the various sentient beings in front of the door together, and Mr. Wei said softly.
"I know this, otherwise you wouldn't have let Wang Huo Chou put the wine jar at the door in front of me." Nodded, Captain Yan smiled and raised his hand to point to the position where the wine jar was placed.
"Thank you, official." Mr. Wei sighed slightly and bowed again.
"I can't repay you for your kindness, but they have to accompany me to solve this matter before you can leave the city." Yan Xiaoliu continued to say himself, and Yan Xiaoliu's eyes did not go from the street in front of him from beginning to end
Move away.
"This is natural. After all, they are in trouble, but they just don't know why the officials are..." Mr. Wei wanted a reason, why didn't he submit the scholar and Han Qiufen directly to the master for convenience
Reason for
It is related to Daliang. At this moment, misjudgment or unjust judgment actually has nothing to do with it.
"I said, I can't eat hot." The first time I moved my eyes away from the street in front of me, and glanced at the people around me, Yan Xiaoliu stepped forward and prepared to go down the stone steps.
Mr. Wei stopped talking and followed Yan Xiaoliu down.
"No." Without turning around, Yan Xiaoliu raised one hand and waved it behind him, making a sound to stop him, and walked onto the street without reducing his pace.
Watching Captain Yan walk away, Mr. Wei walked back to the restaurant, staggered back to the table with several people beside the window, picked up the chopsticks and greeted the few people for dinner.
"Shi!"
Walking on the street, Yan Xiaoliu turned around and looked at the wooden window that was standing up on the building, staring deeply at the constant smoke, and from time to time you could see the eaves of the smoke poles sticking out and Mars splashing everywhere.
King... Firefly...
Unexpectedly...
"Brother Six! Are you here!" A clang sounded, and several detectives in soap clothes ran towards Yan Xiaoliu, and the one who was leading the way ran and shouted.
"Are you here?" Yan Xiaoliu nodded, not wondering why they came.
"Yes! Just now, the water-shaped marks appeared on the waist cards of the brothers.
Look! Look, one is your name and the other is Guishan. What is the Xilou that is reported to be here?"
Yan Xiaoliu carried his hands on his back and made no sound.
The water-shaped mark is one of Yan Xiaoliu's efforts. With the special waist card, water stains caused by internal force can be used as signal transmission.
Seeing Shangguan not speaking, several constables were slightly stunned.
"I think, the master must give me this matter. I feel a little bad, so I found a restaurant to sit and have a tea." Looking at the expressions of the people, Yan Xiaoliu sighed and patted her.
The shoulders of the little constable beside him.
"Thinking about me, Yan Xiaoliu, why not escape to Kunshan and become a bandit." After Yan Xiaoliu said the last sentence, several constables around him smiled and hurried forward to comfort his boss.
"Sir, if you go, I will definitely follow you!" The young constable immediately began to show his loyalty. The other people just opened their mouths and couldn't help but feel secretly hated, one step late.
"Get out, what should your mother do?" Yan Xiaoliu walked forward while laughing at the little constable beside him.
"Sir, you're scolding..."
"I haven't! OK! OK..."
Leaving Qingpingfang, where singing and dancing are rising, the few people slowly walked into the darkness, leaving the candlelight, and no one can be seen anymore.
"I will come to Junle to pick them up tomorrow morning."