Inscription of Different Cases

As soon as Han Lang came out from He Yijiu's place, his subordinates reported that Shi Qing had escaped.However, Shi Qing had no relatives and friends, and he was penniless. Han Lang felt that he could not go very far, and it was very likely that he would find ways to make money on the way.

"What do you think he was supposed to do?"

"The Cooper," replied the policeman.

"Does he have no relatives or friends here?"

"The ones close to him are long gone, and Qi Ye's friends don't dare to go find him even if he thinks about it."

Han Lang pondered for a while, and said decisively: "Search along the way out of the city, and post rewards. Also, pay special attention to those who go out to pick up odd jobs to earn money, and there are large and small theft cases. Dig three feet and dig him out. .”

All the arresters went immediately to take orders, and Han Lang went back to wait for the news.But he couldn't sit still, so he rode a horse to the outskirts of the city and asked from house to house, but to no avail.In the evening, he had no choice but to turn back, and the rest of his men didn't make any progress. This kind of search and arrest work was time-consuming and laborious, and Han Lang didn't expect it to be done overnight. It's just that he has been in a bad mood recently, so he was a little bit angry, and opened his mouth to yell a few curse words .

Others bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, but Ah Bao rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "Boss, are you hungry again today?"

Han Lang glared at him, but he fell silent.After the dissolution, Han Lang stayed in the empty courtyard alone, walked around in anger, and finally sat down on the cold stone bench with his stomach covered.He was not annoyed that the case had not progressed, but that he was not up to date.The reason is very simple, Ah Bao had already hit the point, and he started to have a dull pain in his stomach again, making his heart agitated and wanting to scold everyone.

He felt an evil fire in his chest, and he was about to explode.Isn't it just forgetting to eat, isn't it just a stomach problem, as for?I don't believe it anymore, no one is taking care of me, can I really die on the street? !

Once Han Lang's stubborn temper came up, he couldn't care about anything.First, he drove out the name of that person in his mind, then quickly left the county office, and walked towards the tavern with a murderous look.People who saw him along the way ran away one after another, and the waiter in the tavern didn't dare to come up to receive him when he saw him. The diners in the room became quiet like a cold wind passing through, and looked at the door in fear.Judging by his appearance, he really looks like he is here to arrest someone.

Without squinting, Han Lang found an empty table and sat down. He took off his saber and threw it on the table. The sound of "Dang" made everyone tremble.Xiaoer quickly called the boss out. The boss was familiar with Han Lang, so he hurried up to ask him what was wrong and if he wanted to help.Han Lang frowned and coughed dryly, took out his purse and shook out the just-paid monthly salary, saying, "Look at it."

The boss didn't respond: "What?"

Han Lang looked puzzled: "Serve the food."

"Didn't Mr. Han come to catch fugitives?"

Han Lang shook his head.

The boss said "Oh", took the money and left with a dry smile.The curious onlookers around also turned back with bored faces and continued drinking and chatting.

The food came out quickly, and Han Lang poked it into his mouth with his chopsticks, gobbling it voraciously, as if he was eating with inexplicable hatred. The liquid flows down the throat, dripping freely.

Fuck He Yijiu!Han Lang cursed secretly.Anyone can live without Lao Tzu!

Originally, the stomach was burning endlessly, but after drinking and eating, it gradually became numb.Because there was still that resentful resentment in his body, he exerted extra force, and the wine in the glass spilled out one after another, soaking the cuffs and sticking them sticky to his arms.For some reason, the more irritable and frustrated he was, the more he remembered He Yijiu's face.In the end, he suddenly punched the table, shaking the cups, plates, and plates to rattle, and the whole wine jug was completely overturned, and all the wine in it poured on him, soaking a large area immediately.

"Oh, take it easy, guest officer!" The passing Xiao Er immediately rushed over to help him wipe it, and said, "What's the matter, could it be that the food and drink are not to your liking?"

Han Lang waved his hand and ignored him. Once the anger in his heart was vented, all that remained was embarrassment and helplessness after calming down.At this time, a brisk female voice suddenly came in from behind: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Han?"

Han Lang turned his head and met Yao Xinlian with a smiling face.He looked at himself again, the clothes on his body were mostly wet with wine, still dripping down, and he wanted to turn around and avoid it immediately.But Yao Xinlian didn't give him this chance at all, ran up to him in a hurry, and slapped him on the shoulder lightly: "I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Han Lang didn't feel that now was the time to reminisce about the old days. Fortunately, the owner of the tavern heard the movement and came over, and said, "Master Han, this... hurry up and change your clothes."

"No, no, I'll just take off my outer robe." Han Lang said, taking a step back silently to distance himself from Yao Xinlian, "Jun--Miss Yao, let me take a step ahead."

Yao Xinlian didn't feel awkward at all, she grinned and said, "Go, I'll wait for you outside!"

There is a courtyard behind the tavern, Han Lang casually dragged his coat and shook the wine on it, but his thoughts drifted to Yao Xinlian.Why is she here again?Judging by her attire, she must be in micro clothes again. This princess is really not a person who can live at leisure, and runs out all day.To be honest, Han Lang has a case in hand now, and he still has a lot of worries in his heart. He really doesn't want to deal with the princess at all.But the other party was a big shot after all, and he couldn't afford to offend him. Now, after wringing out his clothes, he went out frowning.

Yao Xinlian had been waiting for a long time, so she dragged him to the private room on the second floor to catch up. "I finally persuaded my father to let me come out to breathe, but the capital is not interesting, so I came to Anping again," she said, winking at Han Lang, "I just want to see you, it seems that we It's really fate, come, cheers!"

Han Lang clinked glasses with her, and saw her drink it up boldly, but he only took a symbolic sip.Seeing that he couldn't let go, Yao Xinlian smiled habitually: "Have you ever seen a woman drink like this?"

Han Lang touched his nose: "It's okay."

"Screw your prudence," Yao Xinlian pointed his face from afar, "I don't like you guys, you look down on women."

This time she still only brought two maids with her, and she was dressed like a chivalrous woman with a weapon hanging on her waist, making her look like no one could offend her.Seeing this, Han Lang chuckled knowingly, and said, "Who dares to be, Han Lang feels ashamed that Lady Yao is so different."

Yao Xinlian burst out laughing: "Slick tongue."

Frankly speaking, because Yao Xinlian didn't have the squeamishness of an ordinary woman at all, her gestures were extremely free and easy, which also caused Han Lang to gradually relax.The two of them ate at the same table, toasted and drank together, and it was a bit fun.But they talked very little, Han Lang could see that Yao Xinlian was worried, and the other party must also be able to see that she was in a bad mood.

Just use wine to drown your sorrows.

"Is Anping interesting? Why do you come here every time?" Halfway through, Han Lang asked.

Yao Xinlian shook the cup and raised the corner of her mouth: "It's for you."

Han Lang froze.

"Look, I scared you!" Yao Xinlian laughed, and even the two maids behind her covered their mouths with smiles on their eyes, "I liked you very much before, it's a good match, but if you don't like it, what can I do?" ?”

The words were very ambiguous, Han Lang recognized it, but he couldn't answer, so he could only answer silently.Yao Xinlian is not the kind of woman who messes around, she knows how to measure, and seeing Han Lang's attitude, she changed the subject with a smile: "Don't think about it, I came to you for other things."

"what's up?"

"It's hard to say now," Yao Xinlian said, putting down the wine glass, and the servant girl brought her the freshly filled fish soup, and she leaned to her mouth to blow the hot air gently, "I have to observe and observe."

Han Lang was confused, but Yao Xinlian just laughed and said nothing, which made him feel more and more confused. "Don't worry, it's only good for you and not bad," Yao Xinlian said, taking a sip of the soup, then picked out the tofu inside and chewed it carefully, but there was something hidden deep in her smiling eyes. The sharp things made it difficult for Han Lang to see through, "By the way, Mr. Han, do you want to go to Beijing?"

She said it easily, as if what she said was literal, and she just went for a walk in the capital.But Han Lang was stunned for a moment, the wine glass did not move before his lips, he stared at her for a long time before replying: "...Anping, it's pretty good."

"Really?" Yao Xinlian blinked in surprise.

"Miss Yao doesn't need to be so concerned about me," Han Lang said with a wry smile, "My father once taught me: people should be happy with their fate. I won't touch things that shouldn't be mine."

"However, I'm afraid Mr. Han is already involved in it," Yao Xinlian smiled faintly, but looking at her eyes, there was not much smile, "If I say one place, Mr. Han will understand."

"where?"

"Baochang Dam."

Han Lang was shocked.

"Young Master Han, think about it carefully," Yao Xinlian said leisurely, "Not only you, but I also have to think about it."

Han Lang looked at her with a serious expression: "I can't see that Miss Yao still cares about such things."

"I'm not doing this. Mr. Han has forgotten, whose daughter am I?"

Han Lang's eyebrows twitched, his face became a little gloomy, and he just nodded without saying a word.He has been investigating the private salt matter, but he has no clue. Obviously, someone forcibly blocked the clues.Selling private salt can be big or small. If it is small, it is greedy and wants to make money. The most feared thing is to have an affair with foreign forces, which will rise to the level of collaborating with the enemy and treason.

Could it be that Yao Xinlian's father Zhao Wang had something to do with this matter?Is she so obviously trying to win her over to seal her mouth?

But... why bother?

Han Lang laughed secretly. He is a magistrate of Jing County, an ant-like figure, and no one would care if he disappeared.If it's really a secret, wouldn't it be easier to just send an assassin to kill him like before?

If it wasn't King Zhao, why did they come to find him?I have no contact with the court, but there is another person who has had contact with me--

King Xian, the man who called himself Yao Qi.

"What are you thinking about? So focused." Yao Xinlian interrupted his thoughts with a smile, and motioned to the servant girl to fill him another glass of wine. What's bothering you?"

Han Lang recalled that just now he was full of distress because of He Yijiu's matter, and even accidentally knocked over the drink, and felt that he was really out of line, like a child throwing a temper tantrum, completely losing the calmness of an adult.Seeing his expression, Yao Xinlian also guessed in her heart that it was five or six times, so she pursed her lips and smiled meaningfully: "I see, Mr. Han has a sweetheart, right?"

Han Lang almost dropped his glass: "I didn't—"

Yao Xinlian interrupted him with a smile: "Mr. Han, don't worry, our girl's family, these things can be guessed right. Hey, tell me, does Mr. Han look like the handsome scholar who is falling in love with a certain woman in the drama?" ?”

The second half of the sentence was addressed to the two maids, which attracted a lot of coquettish smiles and echoes.Han Lang was so ashamed by them that he wanted to find a crack in the ground, coughed dryly and said, "Miss Yao, don't make fun of me. Han is really a novice in this matter of love and love, so he can't handle it."

Yao Xinlian nodded: "I also noticed this, Mr. Han, you are a bit slow."

As soon as she finished speaking, the two maids covered their lips and smiled lightly. Han Lang felt displeased and wondered how long you would laugh at her.Soon Yao Xinlian also felt that this was inappropriate, so she reprimanded the two servants in a low voice, then turned to Han Lang and said, "Mr. Han, although I haven't married yet, after all, it's a girl's family, and my mind is always more delicate than a man's. If I want to mention a few words, you don't think I'm troublesome, do you?"

Han Lang laughed dryly: "No."

"Look at your dejected look, you must have quarreled with your sweetheart," Yao Xinlian took the food, and ordered him with chopsticks, "But, you are making trouble here, and people can't see it. Since you are so worried, why don't you Go and say a few soft words, coax him, who else will not come back."

"That's right, girls are always soft and hard." A maid said.

"What's more, it's such a handsome person as Mr. Han?" Another maid also said, and even cast a wink at Han Lang.

"Hey, who told you to talk?" Yao Xinlian directly interrupted the two of them, and then said to Han Lang, "How about Mr. Han, do you think what I said is reasonable?"

Han Lang was silent for a long time, Yao Xinlian drank several cups alone, but he still didn't move.After a while, he hesitated and opened his mouth: "...Do you think I'm really tempted?"

Yao Xinlian laughed "puchi": "How dare you not even understand what you are thinking? I see, you are almost writing the words 'I am yearning for someone' all over your face."

A servant girl also dragged out her voice: "The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear."

"But he..."

"What's wrong with her? Is her family background not good enough for you, or is she a married woman?"

Han Lang glanced at her angrily: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Then there's nothing else to care about." Yao Xinlian drank another glass and hiccupped without any scruples. "No one can say anything about this kind of thing. If you like it, you like it. A thousand horses I can't hold it back. Look at you, how can you look like a man?"

Han Lang fell silent worriedly.

"It will be too late if you don't do anything," Yao Xinlian reminded him, "When the time comes, it will be too late for you to regret it."

Han Lang was still silent, but his eyes flickered slightly, and his pimple brows relaxed a little.Yao Xinlian finds it more and more interesting. Usually it is the vagabond who makes fun of women like this, but now she can also make fun of Han Lang, an old stubborn who is completely clueless: "Speaking of it, which girl is so lucky to be called Mr. Han?" Thinking about it so much?"

"That's right, even our young lady doesn't like her anymore." The servant girl laughed.

Han Lang waved his hands in embarrassment: "Miss Yao is both talented and beautiful, but Han just...cough, I don't think it's suitable..."

"Okay, don't bully Mr. Han." Yao Xinlian gently pushed the maid aside, and stared at Han Lang with interest for a while, "Speaking of which, it won't be the sweetheart you mentioned last time, right? Together?"

Han Lang was shocked, and snapped back: "It's not him."

"Really?" Yao Xinlian blinked, and seeing Han Lang's nervous face, she immediately understood in her heart.Han Lang didn't answer, feeling very depressed in his heart, thinking to himself that this girl's eyesight is extraordinary, as expected of someone who grew up in the palace.

Later, Yao Xinlian didn't ask any more questions, and Han Lang didn't even bother to mention it, and the two of them began to drink without saying a word.After drinking, both of them were a little drunk, and they stumbled out of the tavern with the help of the maid.The moon was in the sky outside, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.From a distance, Han Lang saw a few people dressed as gangsters standing on the street corner, and one of them was very familiar.The eyes of the two passed by, and he stopped, but the other party continued to talk and laugh with the people around him as if he hadn't seen anything.

He Yijiu?

It was indeed him, and it was impossible to admit his mistake.At this moment, Han Lang didn't know what it was like, he was walking out with Yao Xinlian, but He Yijiu didn't even look at him, like a stranger.

The servant girl called the bearer and wanted to take Han Lang back.At the moment when he stepped on the sedan chair, Yao Xinlian suddenly stopped him and said in a low voice, "Young Master Han, you really have to hurry up, that person might become your savior."

Han Lang was confused: "Him? He Yijiu?"

Yao Xinlian patted his back and said with a smile, "I guess. Alright, let's go back."