Inscription of Different Cases

Halfway through Han Lang's journey, he realized that he had been deducted all his monthly salary and had only a handful of copper coins on his body, and there were still three months to go.So he could only look at He Yijiu guiltily, and finally led him to eat Aunt Zhao's buns.

"Oh, Mr. Han, are you busy so late?" Aunt Zhao greeted him when she saw him, "Just in time, there are a few cabbage buns and two steamed buns left today, you can take them as you come."

Aunt Zhao always keeps the leftover steamed stuffed buns for him, fearing that he won't have time to eat when he gets busy. Steamed stuffed buns are the easiest way to stuff them into his mouth.The relationship between the neighbors has been familiar for a long time, and they will never accept money from him, so Han Lang thought of this first when he was in short supply.When he returned with two bags of buns, He Yijiu burst out laughing.

"Are you asking me to eat this?"

"No way, money is tight," Han Lang scratched his hair, and apologized helplessly, "Next time, please go to Zuixianlou next time." I can eat it."

Han Lang looked slightly embarrassed: "I won't."

He Yijiu laughed, "Then I'll make it for you."

Han Lang couldn't help swallowing when he thought of the delicious beggar's chicken and fat roasted rabbit.He really liked He Yijiu's craftsmanship, and immediately replied: "Okay."

It was already dark, and he and He Yijiu were sitting on the side of the road eating buns.He Yijiu didn't complain about the simple dinner, and he didn't doubt whether Han Lang really wanted to invite him, and he was always very happy.Talking and laughing the whole time, his mouth was full of greasy food and he wiped his dirty hands on Han Lang's body.

At this time, there were no pedestrians on the avenue, but the streets and alleys were still lively, and the night market would not close until Haishi.When they were full, they patted the dust off their buttocks and began to stroll around the night market while digesting food.The temperature in the spring night was cold, and there were not many stalls around, and several stall owners gathered together to chat, with no intention of doing business at all.

Not far away was a stall selling oily dough. There were abnormally many people standing in front of it, and even the wind that blew in carried a scent of oily sesame seeds.As the two approached, they saw sparks splashing from the stove, which was half a person's height, and the waiter was sweating profusely. Although the guests were afraid of being burnt to their pants by the flames, they didn't want to stand far away to avoid being preempted by others.Seeing that Han Lang was watching carefully, He Yijiu explained: "Their food tastes good, and they are only sold in the night market, and many people come here to buy it."

"No wonder."

Most of the guests were ordinary townspeople, but there was a sedan chair parked next to it, and a young lady surrounded by two servant girls was also waiting in front of the stall.Han Lang couldn't help taking a few more glances. The young lady was dressed in a long robe and belt, which looked like a man's attire, but the clothes were bright in color, and her hair was combed with female hairpins, and her eyebrows and lips were still intact. She looked like a woman. Bright and moving, but also a man's crispness.

The two servant girls were also dressed in the same way, and they were talking around the young lady at this moment, their laughter was like silver bells, causing passers-by to look sideways.

It's so late, and there are still young ladies wandering around the night market?Not afraid of encountering thieves.Han Lang was thinking of this, and with a glance, he saw four or five people dressed as refugees nestling in the corner, with a few pairs of empty eyes staring at the stalls full of food for a long time, revealing hunger and thirst.

He Yijiu had already walked to the front, and when he realized that Han Lang hadn't followed, he turned around and called, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Han Lang replied.I thought this area was quite safe, so I better not think about it.Unexpectedly, as soon as he followed He Yijiu's pace, there was a scream from behind.Turning around, the two servant girls were pushed aside, and a vagrant dressed in rags had already rushed at the young lady like a hungry dog, and his withered hands accurately grasped the oil dough held by the other party.

"Give it to me--" he hissed hoarsely, tugged hard, but failed to pull the food back into his hand, "I've been hungry for ten days, give it to me, give it to me!"

Han Lang pulled out the blade with a "chuckle" and rushed forward, but to his surprise, the lady was unflappable in the face of danger, grabbing the refugee's collar was a crisp elbow.The man's screams went straight to the sky, but the young lady's face remained unchanged, she rolled in the air, and kicked the other man's chest cruelly.At this moment, Han Lang swore that he clearly heard the cracking sound of bones breaking.

"Ah, tigress." He Yijiu whistled behind him.

Passers-by retreated one after another, and even Han Lang stopped in shock, dumbfounded.The homeless who attacked the young lady had already fallen to pieces and lay motionless on the ground.The lady calmly threw the oil dough in her hand, patted the dust on her body, ignored the crowd, turned around and helped her servant girl up and said, "How is it, didn't you fall?"

"Thank you miss..."

Han Lang didn't think of his own job until now, and immediately subdued the refugee on the ground, and wanted to turn him to the Yamen.At this time, the young lady stopped in front of him suddenly, looked at him a few times, and said with a smile: "Hey, although you didn't save me, thank you."

There was an innocent look on her face, but she was bold and unrestrained in her demeanor, unlike the kind of delicate lady that Han Lang understood.Han Lang is not very good at dealing with such people, and he has never been in contact with young women, so he was a little at a loss: "...You are welcome, it's just your duty."

The woman looked at him without hesitation, and suddenly took a step forward, her head almost touching his chin: "Hey, I've seen you before."

Han Lang backed away in a hurry, and suddenly bumped into someone. It turned out that He Yijiu was standing silently behind him, but suddenly smiled invisibly, and stretched out his hand to hook Han Lang's waist.

Han Lang felt that this posture was a bit awkward, and when he struggled, He Yijiu pulled his arm away spontaneously.The woman looked at the two of them, her gaze was still fixed on Han Lang, and she said, "You don't remember me?"

"Excuse me, is your Excellency..."

"I was also in the store in the afternoon, at the next table. Then you went to catch the thief." She brushed away the broken hair from her ear temples, and made a quick bow to Han Lang, "My name is Yao Xinlian, nice to meet you."

Han Lang hurriedly returned a salute: "Han Lang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

It stands to reason that the two of them had already been courteous, but Yao Xinlian still stopped in front of Han Lang, as if she had no intention of leaving.Han Lang was even more at a loss, unable to figure out what was going on now, He Yijiu was still watching the show, a hand was on his shoulder again at some point, and his fingers were touching his collar. .

"What are you doing, you." He couldn't help but glared at He Yijiu.

He Yijiu just smiled and said nothing.

Yao Xinlian glanced at He Yijiu, feeling that he was disheveled and frivolous, so she ignored him, her eyes were still on Han Lang.At this time, the maid suddenly came to her ear, murmured something, and made Yao Xinlian smile coquettishly.Another servant girl also followed, this time her voice was a little louder, and Han Lang heard her.

"I think this young man is so handsome and handsome, he is very brave and worthy of a young lady."

"Miss, why don't you go up and ask?"

Yao Xinlian looked at Han Lang again with her beautiful eyes, without any sign of shyness, as if she was appreciating the goods.Han Lang's back was creeped out by her, and he thought that such a direct woman had never been seen before, and she was more unrestrained than the barbarians.Just as she was thinking, Yao Xinlian took another step forward, pointed at the tip of his nose and smiled, "Hey, my mother has taken a fancy to you, how are you doing?"

Like a thunderbolt, Han Lang was stunned.A woman who looks no more than seventeen or eighteen actually calls herself an old lady?And just after meeting him, he pursued himself, a woman, and directly pursued him a man?He heard He Yijiu laughing "puchi" next to him, which made his ears turn red with embarrassment.

"No, it's inappropriate..." Han Lang hesitated, he didn't know where the chivalry was lost earlier, but now he didn't even dare to look into Yao Xinlian's eyes.Is she joking, making fun of herself?Why bother?

"What's inappropriate? You're unmarried, I'm unmarried. Hey, wait, are you unmarried?"

Don't even know this, just confess?Han Lang felt that she must be crazy, or else he was crazy.

"Speak." Yao Xinlian put her hands on her hips, her bright eyes were tinged with urging, her expression was not like that of a gentle woman, but rather like that of a man who looked down on everyone in the martial arts arena.While beating an opponent, he proudly surveyed the audience, waiting for the next challenger.

Han Lang stopped talking, his mind was in a mess.He really has no experience in this area, has never been in contact with young women, does not understand love, and is younger than a young man in a weak crown.Seeing that he was silent for a long time, his eyes were vacillating, and Yao Xinlian hadn't spoken yet, He Yijiu became anxious, and whispered into his ear: "Hey, reject her, could it be that you also fell in love with her?"

Han Lang also realized that it would be impossible not to speak, but he couldn't think of any reason. After turning his rusty tongue for a long time, he finally came out with a sentence: "Sorry, I have a sweetheart."

"Who is it?" Yao Xinlian raised her eyebrows and looked at him, she put her right hand over her left and twisted it, the joints suddenly made a crisp "click".At this moment, Han Lang had a feeling that if he said the name of his sweetheart, Yao Xinlian might beat her to death just like flying that refugee.

And he has no sweetheart at all!

Han Lang was stunned, and the women he knew quickly flashed through his mind.No, he didn't know any suitable ones at all. He only knew Aunt Zhao and Aunt Li, and there was no one around. The previous crowd had long since left.What can I do?

How can there be such a woman who pursues others as soon as she meets?By the way, she must be playing tricks on herself, or she could just pretend to be crazy and scare her away!

With an idea, Han Lang suddenly pulled He Yijiu and said, "It's him!"

He Yijiu was dumbfounded, so were Yao Xinlian and the two maids.

"God," one of the maids murmured, "I thought it was only popular in the capital."

Yao Xinlian was stunned for a while before realizing it. He looked at He Yijiu for a long time, and there was a stubbornness in his eyes that refused to compromise: "Is it fake?"

Han Lang was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say. Now He Yijiu came to his senses, grabbed Han Lang's arm with one hand, and said in his mouth, "Really! By the way, don't you still want to send this person to the yamen? Don't procrastinate." Now, it's important."

"Yes... yes!" Han Lang slapped his forehead, dragged up the long-forgotten refugees, rubbed the soles of their feet with He Yijiu, and walked out as if fleeing for their lives.Yao Xinlian was still yelling something behind him, but he deliberately didn't listen, the two of them rushed out several tens of feet before stopping, and when they turned around, luckily, the three women didn't catch up.

Han Lang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to He Yijiu and said, "She's not serious, is she joking?"

He Yijiu shrugged: "What about you, are you serious?"

Han Lang hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and said to himself: "My God, how can there be such a woman in the world."

He muttered all the way, dragging the unconscious refugee with his right hand, and knocked off one of his shoes.When he came to the Yamen, he slapped his head and sighed again: "What's the matter..."

Then, without bothering to talk to He Yijiu, he threw the refugees in by himself.At this time the refugees woke up, Han Lang was eager to calm down the chaotic heart, directly closed the prison door, and began to interrogate in a business-like manner.

The trial lasted another half an hour. The man said that his name was Yu Fu, and he was from Yanhu County. Many people died in the flood there, and most of the rest fled.When he escaped from disaster, he met robbers on the way, and he was robbed of all the clothes on his body.After finally getting here, I was already dizzy and dizzy from hunger. I saw the young lady holding food in his hand. At that time, my mind was blank. When I woke up, my body had already moved first.

Han Lang looked at this man carefully under the dim light, he was thin, completely emaciated, his throat was thinner than a reed, his eye sockets were sunken, and his hair had fallen out completely.But his stomach was so distended that it seemed to be filled with as much water as a sack.Han Lang has seen people who have been starving for a long time, and they basically look like this, and some may be even more terrifying.

When Yu Fu spoke, he always pursed his mouth subconsciously, as if he was chewing something, and his mouth kept moving when he was not speaking.He explained to Han Lang that he was too hungry, and he did this just to imagine that he had something to eat.Han Lang felt a little sympathetic to him, but he broke the law no matter what, Han Lang exempted him from the punishment, but he still had to be locked up in the prison for a while.

Yu Fu didn't complain at all. At least there is food in the prison, which is already a good treatment for him.Before the yamen servant escorted Yu Fu down, he turned around and glanced at Han Lang. For some reason, this look sent chills down Han Lang's spine.He always felt that Yu Fu didn't have much aura of a living person, and the lifeless eyes and mouth that kept chewing repeatedly gave Han Lang a sense of eerie terror, like a hungry beast.

Maybe people who have been hungry for a long time are like this.

It was getting late, and the yamen was pitch-black, except for the yamen servant on duty, no one else was there.After Han Lang finished his business, his emotions calmed down. When he came out, he found that He Yijiu was still waiting on the side of the street, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and a pair of blue eyes fixed on him.

It's this kind of look again... It's like scrutiny and torture, and it makes Han Lang feel like he has nothing to hide.

Han Lang pretended nothing happened, and said, "It's getting late, let's go home."

He Yijiu hummed, and followed him all the way to his door.He wanted to ask the other party what's the matter, but when he saw the man smiled, he pinched his head with his hand, and said with a smile: "Hey, let's go."

"What are you doing, you have such a beautiful smile?" Han Lang glanced at him.

"It's nothing." He Yijiu said, throwing Han Lang a foolish back, and walked away carelessly.