Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Mid-afternoon.

Zhao Ziyan found an opportunity to avoid the servants guarding her and secretly climbed over the wall and ran out of the backyard.

The servant searched everywhere in vain and had to report to Master Zhao.

When Zhao Dezhu heard the news, he was so angry that he smashed the purple clay teapot he had kept for eight years.

While he sent people to guard Cell A, he also sent people to the streets to look for his beloved daughter.

……

After Zhao Ziyan escaped from the county government office, she headed straight to the south of the city. She was going to steal from the same steamed bun shop.

The reason she did this was that she was worried that if she stole from another bun shop, she would not be able to be locked up with Chu Wen.

The bun shop was called Maixiang Yiti. It was owned by a middle-aged couple. There was not much business in the afternoon, so Feng was the only one left to run the shop.

Feng was tired after a long day and was dozing off in the shop.

Zi Yan was secretly happy when she saw this. She tiptoed to the steamer, opened the lid carefully, reached in to grab two buns, then gently closed the steamer and ran away.

The process is smooth and flowing, and he does have the potential to be a thief.

Zi Yan ran happily for dozens of steps, and there was no movement behind her.

When I looked back, I saw that the proprietress was still sleeping in the store and hadn't noticed that the buns had been stolen.

Zi Yan was so angry, what kind of shop was this, they only cared about sleeping while doing business, not alert at all.

There was no choice but to return angrily the way she came, holding a bun in each hand and swaggering past the store.

As a result, the proprietress was still sleeping.

I walked back and forth several times, but the proprietress still didn't wake up.

Zi Yan's legs were sore from walking so much that she couldn't help but shout, "Someone is stealing the buns! Someone is stealing the buns!"

Just shout and run.

Feng was awakened by the shouting. When she opened her eyes, she saw Magistrate Zhao's daughter running past her shop with a bun in one hand.

Zhao Ziyan was pretty and the daughter of a county magistrate. Buffalo City was not big, and Feng, who had done business here for decades, would definitely know her.

Mrs. Feng had just woken up and had no idea what was going on. She stared blankly at Miss Zhao who was running around madly, not knowing what had happened.

Even if she understood the situation, she wouldn't be stupid enough to chase the county magistrate's daughter for two buns.

So, she just smiled at Zhao Ziyan and did nothing else.

Zhao Ziyan was so angry that she strode back to the bun shop and said angrily:

"Didn't you see me stealing your buns?!"

Feng stood up quickly, bowed with a smile on her face and said:

"Miss Zhao likes to eat my buns. It's my blessing. Are two enough? Give me more."

As she spoke, Feng quickly walked to the steamer, opened the lid, grabbed four more buns and handed them to Zhao Ziyan.

Zhao Ziyan was so angry that her teeth were broken and her eyes were wide open.

"How can you be like this! I stole your buns! Why don't you come and catch me!"

"Miss Zhao, you are joking. Why would Miss Zhao steal buns? Miss Zhao, what kind of filling do you want to eat? If it is not available here, I will steam it for you right away."

"You! Alas!"

Zhao Ziyan was so angry that she threw the two buns in her hand onto the table, walked away without looking back, and headed straight to the next bun shop.

She went to three bun shops in succession, and the owners of all three shops knew her.

No matter what tricks she played, no one arrested her, let alone reported her to the police, which made Zhao Ziyan very angry.

If stealing buns fails, I'll steal something else. I have to steal something today.

Zhao Ziyan made up her mind to steal from house to house, because there would always be someone who didn't recognize her.

Within an hour, Zhao Ziyan had robbed dozens of shops in South City.

She stole everything from candied haws to vegetables, from clothes and shoes to hatchets and toilets, but no one arrested her or reported her to the police.

Some shop assistants and owners did not know Zhao Ziyan, but the customers in the store and the owners of the shops next door did know her.

As soon as the quarrel broke out, someone came forward to help. Zhao Ziyan was so angry that she broke several teeth.

This news soon reached the ears of the servants who were out looking for Miss Zhao.

Zhuzi brought a group of people and hurried to the south city, and arrested Zhao Ziyan, who was staying in a blacksmith shop and insisted that people report her to the police.

After hearing what Zhuzi said, County Magistrate Zhao scolded his beloved daughter for a long time. Zhao Ziyan just said it was unfair and insisted on being beaten and sent to jail.

County Magistrate Zhao was so angry that he hated Chu Wen to the core.

You are so good, Chu Wen. Not only did you teach your own servants to steal things, you also dared to teach my daughter to steal things. If I don’t punish you, I will not be called Zhao Dezhu!

"Master Xu! Please investigate this Chu Wen thoroughly! Find out what other evil things he has done. Report to me once you have found out!"

Master Xu has many years of experience in this kind of crime. He helped County Magistrate Zhao deal with several unruly people who bullied Zhao Ziyan. The animal abuse case was framed by him.

But he was a bit embarrassed about this.

"Master Zhao, after the young lady went to visit the prison this morning, I immediately checked on Chu Wen. This man just moved to Buffalo the day before yesterday and was arrested yesterday morning. He had one meal outside and paid for it. Then he went to Danning Garden yesterday morning and was arrested on his way home. He stayed at home the rest of the time. So far, no illegal activities have been found."

County Magistrate Zhao was furious and slammed the table.

"Humph! This man instigated his slaves to commit fraud when he first arrived in Buffalo. He must have done something illegal. Even if he didn't do it before, he will definitely do it in the future!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhao is wise. I remember now that Chu Wen spit on the ground on his way to Danning Garden."

"What kind of crime is this?"

"Pollute the environment! Spread the disease!"

"Is there such a provision in the law?"

“Even if there is no law, there is always a way.”

County Magistrate Zhao frowned and thought for a long time. If his daughter knew about this, she would definitely spit everywhere and there would be no way to stop her.

"Let's forget about this and check other things."

"Yes, sir, but..."

“Just what!”

"Master, you said that Chu Wen's paintings could be sold for thousands of taels of silver, so why would he steal a few buns?"

"Humph! The world is so big that there are all kinds of things. Some people have good wives and beautiful relatives at home, but they prefer other people's wives. Some people are good at dancing, but they insist on playing ball. Do you know why they do that?"

"I am stupid and don't know."

"Just to disgust people!!! Chu Wen must be the same kind of guy! You better keep a close eye on him, he will do it again sooner or later!"

"Master, you are wise. I will catch that fellow and never let him do evil in Buffalo."

......

Early the next morning.

At daybreak, the old monk came to cell A to visit Xiu'er, holding the still sleeping Xiu'er in his arms, with poetic words and sweet talk.

I came early today and finally got the first one in line.

It was not yet time for the visit, but when prisoner Liu heard that the person was going to visit Chu Wen, he remembered the report from his men who helped deliver meals to Chu Wen, saying that Feng Yin's two maids were like fairies.

When he saw the four women behind the old monk who looked like fairies from heaven or the goddess Chang'e from the Moon Palace, he guessed that they were relatives of the God of Wealth in prison, so he made an exception and let the old monk and his companions in.

The old monk walked in front, holding Xiu'er who was still sleeping, and strode to the door of Chu Wen's cell.

Looking down, Chu Wen was sleeping soundly on the ground covered with a thick layer of hay.

Looking up, he saw six food boxes, a wine jar, and a package in the cell.

Looking around, he found that in the entire prison, only Chu Wen's cell had the thickest hay. Others had only a few sparse strands of hay, but his was a thick layer.

Damn it! How come this son of a bitch is treated so well? Why didn’t I get this kind of treatment when I was in prison before?

Moreover, those food boxes all have five layers. I don’t know what delicious food is in them. It’s really weird.

Who on earth sent so much food to this idiot? Could it be that the food boxes sent to his home were too much for him to finish?

While the old monk was thinking, he heard a sobbing sound beside him.

"Master, I'm sorry, I hurt you, wuwuwu..."

"Master, it's all my fault. I will never buy buns again next time, wuwuwu..."

The boss lady of the bun shop