Yang Yuan's feeling of wanting to commit herself to him didn't last long.
Because Yingge had already grabbed the ivory fan and stabbed him in the chest like a knife, her big eyes full of ferocity:
"But if you brag nonsense, Yang, you should know what the consequences will be!"
Suddenly, Yang Yuan felt that he was clearly blind just now.
Those bright eyes were clearly the green eyes of a hungry wolf on a snowy night.
Those rows of shell teeth are clearly the teeth of beasts that often feed on flesh and blood.
The shallow dimples on the cheeks are full of ruthlessness, coldness, and unreasonableness!
Yang Yuan straightened her chest and said sternly: "Miss Yingge, please don't worry, Yang will definitely be tough on you if you ask for it! If you are tough, you will be bound!"
"Hehe, that's good."
Seeing that the threat was effective, Yingge turned her wrist and closed the folding fan: "Aman, let's go."
It was a rare trip to the city, and she wanted to walk around and visit this paradise city.
Wugu Lun Yingge took Aman and left decisively.
As expected, she is a noble girl who doesn't like the fireworks of the world. Her life-long affairs have been entrusted to others, as if they have been solved, and they don't care about her at all.
After Yingge left, Yang Yuan couldn't help but open the baggage again, took a sneak look at it, and then tied it up again.
Yang Yuan touched the furoshiki again. Even the furoshiki was made of fine brocade.
The hard touch of the pearls and jade stones through the brocade made him feel extremely at ease.
If you are big-hearted, be big-hearted. If this girl wasn't so big-hearted, how could she have given him so much money?
Yang Yuan tied the baggage on his body and left immediately.
He didn't carry the baggage on his shoulders like Ah Man, but slung it across his chest.
Yang Yuan originally wanted to quit his job at the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop after meeting Brother Wugulunying, but now that he was carrying such a large bag of gold, jewelry and jade, he did not dare to run that far and had to send it home first.
As soon as Yang Yuan left, Yu Jiguang immediately glanced at several of his subordinates. Mao Shaofan went to settle accounts, and the four of them followed him out.
Yang Yuan left the teahouse and walked towards Qingshi Lane.
Before I walked out of Zhongwazi, I saw a "jiezi" from Xianggong Office leading two "executive officials", followed by a dozen Xiangmen carrying whistle sticks, coming along the street.
As they walked along, they stopped and asked people they saw along the way. When passing the shops on both sides, some men also went in to search.
Yang Yuan was carrying a bag of jewelry and didn't want to get into trouble.
When he saw the leading "Jie Zi", he recognized it as Xue Liang from Xiang Gongsuo, the uncle of his good friend Lu Ya.
Yang Yuan took the initiative, stepped forward and said, "Uncle Xue, what kind of criminal are you trying to arrest? Why is there such a big battle?"
"Ah! It's Erlang."
When Xue Liang saw Yang Yuan, he couldn't help but smile.
He came forward and asked: "Erlang, you walk around every day, have you ever seen a lion cat, the kind that is all white?"
Yang Yuan said in astonishment: "Cat? I often see cats and dogs, but I have never seen a lion cat as white as snow."
Lion cats were a rare breed among civet slaves in the Song Dynasty. They were especially valuable if they were in good condition. They were pets that could only be kept by wealthy families.
Yang Yuan is a food delivery person. Even if he goes to a wealthy family, he usually delivers it to the door. Naturally, he has no chance to see the pet cat kept in the back house.
Xue Liang sighed and said: "I'm just asking casually. That's all, Erlang, please be more careful when you send calls. If you see a lion cat as white as snow, tell us immediately. If we are The one you find will be rewarded heavily."
Yang Yuan said in surprise: "Your office now even helps people find pets?"
Xue Liang was a little ashamed and said with a scornful smile: "Fuck you, ordinary people can't cause such a big battle even if they lose a cat, even if they lose a human being.
Erlang, you don't know something. This lion cat is the pet of Mrs. Tong in the Prime Minister Qin's mansion. Can the cat lost in Prime Minister Qin's house be regarded as a cat? "
Prime Minister of Qin?
Yang Yuan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Xue Liang couldn't help but complain: "The Xiang Office has reported the case to the county, and the county magistrate has sent three teams of government officials to look for it.
If I can't find it again, I'm afraid even the governor will be alarmed. Not to mention it to you, after I finished searching this Zhongwazi, I still have to go to Baoyoufang. "
"Okay, Uncle Xue, you are busy."
Seeing Xue Liang leading two senior officials and more than a dozen people to search like crazy, Yang Yuan couldn't help but shook his head.
Prime Minister of Qin, Qin Hui!
Even if Yang Yuan came from a later generation, how could he not know about him?
How could anyone who knew Yue Wumu's illustrious name not know Qin Hui.
When Yang Yuan first came to this time and space, he was really surprised when he learned that he and Qin Hui actually lived under the same sky.
Once when he was delivering takeout, he happened to pass by Qin Hui's Cidi. He stopped and stared at Qin Hui's Cidi door with a red lacquered animal ring for a long time.
Looking at the tall and magnificent portal, Yang Yuan had a very unreal feeling.
In later generations, he saw the kneeling statue of Qin Hui in the Yuewang Temple on the bank of the West Lake.
But he would never have imagined that one day, he would be separated from the living Qin Hui.
He has no grudge against Qin Hui. His hatred for Qin Hui comes from his love for Yue Wumu.
In later generations, some people repeatedly studied and argued whether Yue Fei should die. But Yang Yuan is not interested in these topics.
He is not as great a person as Yue Fei, and he thinks he cannot be as great as Yue Fei, but he will not presume to use the mentality of an ordinary person to speculate on Yue Fei's behavioral motives.
Because he knows that he can't do it, it doesn't mean that everyone in the world can't do it. He must find a vulgar reason for such a hero to explain his behavior.
There are such great and pure people in this world!
This was not his wishful thinking. In the era in which he lived, there were still many founding heroes alive and many contemporaries of the martyrs who died.
The ironclad facts told him that there was a group of such pure and noble people in this world, heroes that you couldn't explain using worldly values.
Just because you are a piece of scrap metal, you cannot deny the existence of real gold in this world.
It is precisely because of their existence that human beings, as the spirit of all things, have the light of humanity.
Yang Yuan stood in front of the door at that time, feeling very emotional and regretful.
He regretted that the hero had passed away, but the traitor was still enjoying wealth and glory.
However, when he really came to this era, the distance between him and Qin Hui became even further.
When he stood in the Yuewang Temple, he was a later person and could look down at the kneeling statue with disdain from the perspective of a coffin-covered person.
But here, he was just a commoner living in Lin'an of the Song Dynasty, while Qin Hui was the prime minister of a high-ranking country, and the distance between the two was as vast as a world of difference.
He didn't expect that he would encounter something related to Qin Hui today.
Just for a lost cat, he used the power of the government to go to war in such a big way.
He used to be unscrupulous on the keyboard, but now he didn't even dare to curse loudly.
Yang Yuan smiled to himself, tightened his baggage, and walked towards the back market...
