different paths

As a Jianghu person, it is not uncommon to appear on the government's reward announcement.Jia Wuchai, who had seen countless strange things, was stumbled by a small notice at this moment.

There was no other reason, he knew the face on the notice.

Not only did he know him, he dared to guarantee that there was no one in the world who was more familiar with that face than him——

Because that face is exactly what he looked like when he appeared in Zhenyuan Escort.

However, at this moment, this face has another owner, surnamed Yan and surnamed Qixiang, who committed the crime of picking flowers and was offered a high reward by the government.Jia Wujue touched his face thankfully, fortunately he was walking with his true face, otherwise he would have caused a lot of trouble right now.

He has also heard about Yan Qixiang's name. People in the world call him Dubu Xunhua, and he is a famous flower picker.It's just that Yan Qixiang himself hates others to call him "flower picker". He calls himself a flower seeker, and thinks that men and women are always about your love and my willingness. It is called the evil spirit in the color.Therefore, the flowers he 'picked' not only did not hate him, but also had a deep-rooted love for him, wishing that life and death would accompany him.It's just that the flowers are willing, but their family members hate Yan Qixiang so much that they become notorious flower pickers.

Jia Wujue wanted to meet this maverick looking for flowers, but he never thought that he would have a connection with him under such a situation.His eyes fell on the amount of the bounty offered, and he was thinking about whether to use his face to get the bounty first, when he heard the people onlookers discussing——

"Tsk tsk, I thought that the flower picker was also a little boy, but I didn't expect him to look very ordinary..."

"Hush! Keep your voice down, don't let the people in Jubao Bank hear it, they will go crazy with anger when they hear the word "caihua!"

"What? Could it be that the one who was picked this time was a female family member from Jubao Bank?"

"That's not true, otherwise, why do you think the bounty has increased several times than usual? If it weren't for the secret funding from Jubao Bank, the government wouldn't have so much spare money!"

"If you want me to say that these many unrighteous actions will kill you, if Jubao Qianzhuang took out the money earlier, maybe this kind of thing would not have happened."

It turns out that this Jubao bank is the leading bank in Yancheng, but the owner Hao Youcai is very stingy.Originally, what he was picking was his own money, so the people in the city just joked about it casually, and they didn't hold any grudges against him.However, the weather changed suddenly this spring. The originally smooth and rainy city entered the flood season ahead of schedule, and there were several downpours. The spring rain, which should have been as expensive as oil, plunged the area around the city into severe waterlogging.The crops that many people had just planted were completely flooded in an instant, and some low-lying houses were washed away by uncontrolled floods, and some were crushed by mud and rocks from landslides.For a while, the city was full of displaced victims. Although the government opened warehouses to release grain, after all, the grain stock was limited, and it was difficult to solve the urgent need to report to the higher levels. They hoped that the wealthy people in the city could donate some grain.

The blood of the same city, although many people are not rich, but as long as they have surplus food, they will use it to help the victims who have not eaten grains for many days.But it happened that Hao Youcai's family not only refused to donate food, but also closed the door tightly, and would not answer anyone who knocked.Someone secretly went to wait at the gate of the backyard of his house, and found that when countless people were starved of food, the slop bucket of his house was full of big fish and meat, and some vegetables even went directly into the slop bucket without a bite.When many hungry people heard about it, they knelt outside Jubao Bank with their young children who were waiting to be fed, begging Hao Youcai for a bite of porridge, but Hao Youcai not only ignored him, but also ordered a few rough servants to come out with sticks, and drove the victims away cursing. .

As a result, the public resentment is even worse.

I don't know if God has eyes, but it didn't take long for the news that Jubao Qianzhuang was visited by flower pickers, and the notice posted by the government seemed to imply that this statement was true.

After Jia Wujue heard the ins and outs of this matter, his eyes rolled, and he had some calculations in his heart.

It was night, the moon was white and the wind was clear, and the surroundings were quiet.

Like a monkey climbing a tree, a black shadow ran up the outer wall of Jubao Bank. After a few ups and downs, it landed silently on the high roof ridge.Jia Wuchai held his breath, lowered his body, and quickly passed several unlit houses, and finally stopped on a brightly lit house.

Carefully removing some bricks and tiles, Jia Wujue looked into the room, and saw a big white fat man in a brocade robe sitting in front of the desk, licking his fingers, flipping through the ledger page by page with a smile on his face.

No need to guess, this person must be Hao Youcai.

Hao Youcai looked at the ledger, flipping through it, his eyebrows beaming with delight. For some reason, he thought he was reading some wonderful script.After turning over the last page, he carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on each page of the account book, and finally closed the account book with satisfaction, and stood up slowly.

"Master, why don't you come to bed--" A charming female voice came from the tent behind Hao Youcai. Gently caressing on the tulle, with indescribable hints.

When Hao Youcai heard this, he turned around hurriedly, his swollen eyes were only cracked with laughter at the moment: "Don't worry, my darling, master, I'll be right there."

"Isn't it just a broken account book? As for being so expensive, it's the same if you put it here and collect it tomorrow?" The young woman in the tent muttered unhappily.

"I remember in this account book that it's all my wealth and life, the master. Without these, what will the master do to support you?"

The woman sneered: "Nursing? Master, don't think I'm too talkative. Today, I went to Hongfen Zhai to choose rouge. The boss said that this Jubao Bank is going to die soon, otherwise why can't I even get the money for the porridge... ..."

Hao Youcai snorted heavily: "A bunch of thugs, they know nothing! Master, my money is dedicated to the Buddha, so how can I spare the time for these little shrimps to play with?"

"I don't think so." The woman said lazily, "I've heard that the reward for the flower picker is really not small."

Hao Youcai's complexion changed when he heard the words, and he said angrily: "What do you mean? After all, Qianqian is my daughter. Now that something like this happened to her, if I don't help her, who else can help her? In today's world , who is not open to money, if the price is not high, who will take the initiative to help irrelevant people?" He spoke quickly and hurriedly, and he was a little out of breath for a while, and he gasped a few times before he became cold. He said coldly, "If you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to stay in the village anymore. Out of sight, out of mind, what do you think?"

After finishing speaking, he copied the account book on the case, slammed the door and left, turning a deaf ear to the woman in the house complaining to stay.

"This Hao Youcai is kind and righteous to his daughter." Jia Wujue thought to himself.

Hao Youcai went out, turned left and right, and pushed open an unremarkable side room in the corner.With a light jump, Jia Wuju jumped onto the roof, lifted the tiles and peeped inside.

The room was pitch black, only the candle in Hao Youcai's hand flickered a little.As he walked around, Jia Wujuan gradually saw the layout of the house—an empty room with nothing but a big iron box in the middle.The big iron box has three floors in total, and there are always no less than ten locks on it. Hao Youcai took out a key chain from his pocket and unlocked them one by one, finally opening the bottom layer of the iron box.He pulled out the drawer, put the account book in, and carefully re-attached the locks, large and small, then patted the dust on his hands, blew out the candles, and left the room.

As soon as he left, Jia Wuzhen slid down the pillars in front of the house like a fish swimming.Seeing no one left or right, he pushed open a crack in the door and slipped in.Moonlight fell into the house through the gap he intentionally left on the roof, and he groped to the front of the iron box with this bit of fluorescent light.Seeing the copper locks hanging on the iron box, he raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands to play with each one for a while, and actually showed a somewhat regretful expression on his face.

"The design of this lock is so boring. Even if you hang hundreds of thousands of them, it still can't prevent people." In the darkness, a two-inch silver needle suddenly appeared on Jia Wukai's fingertips. He said it was a silver needle. The other end is not a threading hole, but a hook shape.Jia Wukai put the thin hook into the lock, pried it lightly, and only heard a "click", his face showed an expression of "as expected", and looking at the heavy copper lock, it had already been opened in response to the sound. .

After repeating this several times, Jia Wuchai opened the last copper lock with a bored face.

"There must be something interesting in this iron box, otherwise..." Jia Wuchai yawned as he opened three drawers.On the bottom floor was a yellowed ledger, on which were written the words "how much taels of silver was donated to a certain temple in a certain year and month". Jia Wuchai flipped through a few pages, felt bored, and threw it back.On the middle floor, there was a square object wrapped in kraft paper. Jia Wukai stretched out his hand to grab it, and couldn't help grinning. This familiar touch is nothing but a silver ticket.Opening it, it turned out to be a stack of thick banknotes. Jia Wujue unceremoniously stuffed the banknotes together with the kraft paper into his bosom, and finally pulled out one very kindly, and put it back in the original drawer.

With such a fruitful harvest, he was not interested in the top drawer, Jia Wuchai. He just pulled it out and glanced inside. It seemed to be Zhang’s mask for performing Nuo opera, maybe it was bought by Hao Youcai for the children at home to play with. .He was about to take it out to have a look, when he heard a sudden noise outside the door——

"A thief! A thief! Don't let him get away!"

The originally dark courtyard was suddenly brightly lit, and the servants beat gongs and ran around, not letting go of a gap.Seeing that the fire outside the door was getting brighter and brighter, Jia Wujue quickly locked the iron box again, shrinking his body, and squeezed out from the gap left on the roof just now.He crawled on the roof, seeing more and more servants gathering, he thought they were all coming towards him, but he didn't expect these people to pass by this side room with torches, and rushed towards the backyard.

Could it be that besides him, is there someone visiting the bank at night?

Jia Wujue didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he followed the footsteps of the servant on the ridge of the roof very curiously, and entered the backyard.On the edge of the lotus pond in the backyard, a man dressed in a scribe's robe, with a long body, looked at the murderous servant and cupped his hands and said, "I'm not a thief, just for—" He didn't finish speaking, he just heard "Thunder!" "With a sound, a torch flew from nowhere, and instantly ignited the grass under his feet.

This man has a handsome face and deep-set eyes.His lips are thin, his mouth is covered by a beard, and there is a beauty mole on the corner of his mouth, which makes him look very affectionate when he smiles.Facing the unceremonious attack, he didn't rush, and dodged it with a slight dodge.

"This man's skills are pretty good." Jia Wukai looked at him for a while, thinking, "Looking at him like this, he doesn't look like a treacherous and evil person. He shouldn't be caught by these servants. Just look at him With empty hands and nothing, wouldn't it be wrong to be called a 'thief'? I'll do a good deed—"

Thinking of this, a playful smile flashed in his eyes, he took out the kraft paper package from his bosom, exerted a little force on his wrist, and secretly said: "Here!"

The 'thief' was hit by the flying thing, he caught off guard and covered his chest, looked towards the roof, only saw a pair of mischievous eyes, in the blink of an eye, those eyes also disappeared into the darkness .