Wearing a pheromone to become a fool

"The magistrate of the county has his own auspiciousness." Chunlai took the new oil-splashed noodles from the store, put them lightly on her table, and pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube. Wipe it carefully.

The shopkeeper seemed to see that they had two bad money, and asked them if they wanted an extra bottle of wine.

Chunlai said: "Please bring me some tea, please. The tea must be of the highest quality. Our son can't drink too much tea foam."

The shopkeeper said: "Young master is really a delicate person."

Wei Yansi ignored him, picked a large piece of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth, don't swallow it whole.

"I remember a few days ago, I also came here with a delicate lady," the store owner held the tray of finished dishes in front of his stomach, slightly raised his neck and looked up at the sky, and said with nostalgia, "Looks like a fairy, I have lived so long For many years, I have never seen such a good-looking person."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the three of them.

Feng He deserved to be an imperial guard, he first gave a wink to signal Wei Yansi and Chunlai to be safe and not to be impatient.

He pretended to be relaxed and asked the shopkeeper: "Oh? Is the lady alone?"

"How dare such a beautiful person be alone? There are more than a dozen people accompanying her. Anyway, the young lady is not happy about it. She keeps her face cold and eats oily noodles."

"A dozen or so people, what do they look like?"

The shopkeeper noticed something wrong: "What are you asking about these?"

With mixed feelings, Wei Yan tossed him a piece of silver, and said a few nice words in a soft tone: "We are just curious."

The ingot was so heavy that the shopkeeper could barely hold it, no matter how true or false she was on her mouth, her eyes were bent into two crescents when she smiled, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, she said: "Her servant, I am afraid that I will never be able to bear it in my life." Unforgettable, all of them look vicious, they don't look like they are serving their master, if I were that young lady, I wouldn't want to stay with them."

The people at the table listened with gusto, and interjected, "Well, maybe the young lady from a rich family was kidnapped."

"Although this place is remote, it has always been peaceful. Have you never heard of bandits?" Hakka replied.

"Hey, now that there is a severe drought in Yuzhou, and refugees are flocking to Yanjing, it may not be possible that this fallen grass will become a bandit halfway through,"

"Yes yes yes."

"The kidnapper was afraid of attracting attention, so he deliberately pretended to be a servant."

"I haven't heard of any big family losing a girl."

"Shopkeeper, you should report to the police."

"Report to the official?" The store owner hastily waved his hand, "The county government office is too far away, it's just a small township office, there is no ability to do anything, let alone catch bandits. The small store is a small business, and neither side dares to provoke it." -"

Seeing injustice on the road, we should draw our swords to help, but this store is good, even though a gang of gangsters bully weak women, they are still here plausibly, which is justified.

Wei Yansi couldn't be bothered, threw away the noodle bowl, grabbed the shopkeeper by the neckline, and scolded him for being cowardly and shy.

The battle was quite loud, and the guests at the other two tables turned their heads to watch the commotion.

The store owner is a cowardly person, and he didn't dare to speak back, so he just excused himself: "I have seniors and juniors, and I have a large family to support... Is it my fault that the government doesn't do anything? The rampage of bandits is mine. Is it wrong? It’s the imperial court who is a fool—oh!”

Chunlai held his mouth down, afraid that what she said would irritate Wei Yansi, the real dragon emperor.

Feng He remained calm, pressed Wei Yansi to sit back on the stool, and asked the shopkeeper: "Which direction did the gangsters take that lady?"

The shopkeeper's chest heaved violently, dared not speak out, raised his hand and pointed at the back of the mountain.

According to the store owner, the name of the mountain was named Woyun Mountain by the locals because of its cloud-like shape. Behind the mountain is Liutang Township. The villagers are all simple and happy.

These clues were summed up very sloppily, and it was impossible to confirm whether the lady in the store's mouth was Qu Jinying or not.

The so-called would rather believe what is there or not believe what is not, Wei Yansi thought carefully and sorted out two major points rationally.

First, the store said that the young lady was as beautiful as a fairy, and it happened that Qu Jinying's appearance was on this level.

Second, Geng Wangshu was tortured for many days in Dali Temple. He was seriously injured and could not walk very far. He would definitely find a secluded place to recuperate.

So they climbed over the mountain overnight and rushed to Liutang Township. Unexpectedly, there was a dilapidated inn in this small dilapidated place.

They didn't choose, and asked for three rooms. After putting away their luggage, they sneaked to the backyard to summon the hidden guards, and ordered them to search every room overnight, but they didn't find any clues.

This shows two problems, the rebels have either left, or have not stayed in the hotel at all.

If it's the former, they need to hit the road immediately to catch up.If it is the latter, they need to stay a few more days and send secret guards to search from house to house.

Feng He asked Wei Yansi how to choose?

At that time, the sun will rise in the east, and the sky will break the dawn.

Wei Yan thought of a compromise and said, "Leave half of the secret guards to continue the search, and the rest will follow us to Yuzhou."

Feng He disagreed: "The duty of the dark guards is to protect you. They are where you are. They should not be divided into two teams. They will be short-handed in case of danger."

On the other hand, Wei Yansi knew that there would be no result in the debate, and after several struggles, he picked up a stone: "Leave it to God to choose! We will stay on heads, and we will start on tails."

She threw the stone into the sky, but unexpectedly the stone was so brittle that it shattered when it hit the ground, and it was hard to tell whether it was head or tail.

Wei Yansi: "..."

"Even God won't help this time."

But Chunlai spread out the veil, bent down to pick up the broken stones one by one, put them into the veil and wrapped them up, and said mischievously, "Look, the broken stones are staying together again now."

As expected of being the son of Yi Dongpo's true biography, he has a set of methods of coaxing people.

It worked, Wei Yansi was moved and grateful to him, calmed down a little, and thought about new countermeasures.

She walked up and down the backyard, and in the middle of the night, she finally thought about it, her eyes sparkled, and hope was rekindled.

He took Feng He and Chun Lai to the Township Office in a hurry, showed the badge of Dali Temple, and tricked the officials to go around, and then ordered the government officials to go out and break into the door from house to house.

The yamen servants were quite obedient, and according to Wei Yansi's order, they showed a sea arrest document to the villagers before breaking through the door, and asked the villagers if they had seen the person painted on the document—Geng Wangshu.

In Liutang Township, where Zhima is bigger, there was a commotion within an hour, and it was known that a prisoner from the imperial court had sneaked into the village.

Villagers are nervous.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, Wei Yansi was in a rare good mood, put a low stool under the big pagoda tree in front of the inn, sat quietly on it, and waited for the news with her face in her hands.

Feng He came running from a distance and reported the progress of the matter to him: "Sixth Young Master, there is no clue at present."

Wei Yansi pondered: "It seems that the disturbance was not violent enough."

In the afternoon of the same day, the Township Administration posted a reward for the arrest of the court's repeat criminals, and rewarded 100 taels of silver for those who could provide useful clues.

The villagers were in an uproar. They hid at home and dared not go out. They all loved money like their lives and did the opposite. They wandered around the streets, hoping to meet this felon in a narrow way, and exchange for the 100 taels of snowflake silver, and get rid of poverty and become rich. Run to a well-off life.

The day passed quickly, and there was no one who went to the county government to offer a reward.

Feng He felt a little anxious, and asked Wei Yansi: "What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

Wei Yansi: "I want to see if Geng Wangshu will be guilty of being a thief. You go to the gate of the township office and watch out for suspicious persons?"

Feng He went there with a vague understanding, and ate noodles at the small stall in front of the township office. He ate slowly, and he ate the fourth bowl before waiting for the suspicious person—an old man with a dark face.

The old man carried two baskets of cabbage on a shoulder pole, and stopped not far away to sell them. He was tall but light on his feet, and he could tell at a glance that he was a man of light kung fu.

Coupled with those sharp eyes, no matter how you look at it, you look like a desperado walking the rivers and lakes.

Feng He stared at the old man from the corner of his eye, when a gust of wind blew away the old man's coat, revealing a dagger pinned to his waist.

Zi Liu!

Feng He took a sip of the noodle soup.

Near noon, the old man didn't buy a single cabbage, so he stretched his old face, complained a few words, picked up his shoulder pole, and left along the way he came and went.

Feng He pointed to his back and asked the stall owner: "Do you know this man?"

"I don't know him, I haven't seen him set up a stall here before."

Feng He followed with a sneer, turned northwards all the way, walked into a remote area, the road was muddy and potholed, almost lost him a few times.He picked up speed and got closer.

The man seemed to be aware of it, and his figure suddenly jumped and got into the woods.

Feng He also rushed into the forest, chasing after him, and he disappeared by a pond.

He was in a bad mood, and startled the snake.

In the depths of the dense forest, the sun is covered by thick shade, and there is a dense autumn rain floating in the sky. Looking far away, the whole world is like a mist, like a dream.

To put it in the past, Qu Jinying will definitely put down the important things in his hands, steal a little lazy for a while, go up to the attic of his home to cook tea and enjoy the rain.

But at this moment, she just wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, so as not to get drenched.

Ever since she fell into the hands of these rebels, she hasn't had a good meal or a good night's sleep, and even her hair is all loose, sticking to her shoulders, drenched by the rain, and her noble and elegant air is gone. .

In a miserable state, he was tied to a tree with a rope and could not move.

There were a dozen or so horses tied to the tree with her, and the stinky tails of the horses swept her face from time to time, which made her very annoyed.

It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by a horse.

At first she was naturally a little scared, not knowing what would happen to her fate.

At that time, she was thinking that it would be the best result if the rebels killed her with a knife, and if they tortured and humiliated her, she would bite her tongue and kill herself.

Be decent anyway.

But along the way, apart from not letting her eat and drink well, the rebel added at most two sarcasm.

It is extremely inconsistent with their evil deeds of persecuting the people by the Shuiyue River.

So strange.

The rain stopped not long after, but it was not clear after the rain, maybe there was another one, Qu Jinying was shivering suddenly in her wet clothes.

The head also became dizzy, and when it fell to the chest, the person fell asleep.

This should be the best sleep she has had in the past few days, and she even had a dream.

She dreamed of a scene from her childhood——

Her mother was dressed in a military uniform, the silver armor reflected the scorching light under the scorching sun, and her mother was also immersed in the light, holding her little hand and walking among the flowers.

The author has something to say: Thanks to my friends who caught bugs for me, my biggest problem is... no matter how many times I check, I can't catch typos.

Double updates tonight, praise me, and strive for three updates next week (if there are enough manuscripts)