(Twenty-nine)
Sun Ge curled her lips, should she go out now or not?
The other party was having such a lively conversation, wouldn't it be bad for her to interrupt him rashly?
Well, she has no quality anyway.
Thinking of this, Sun Ge jumped out and suddenly said, "What big fat sheep?"
"Did the sheep be killed in the inn?"
"Can you give me the water of a sheep that is worthless and no one wants?"
"I'm not picky."
The waiters, who were bent on seeking wealth and death, were startled and winked at each other.
Sunge: Go faint, it would be disrespectful not to.
Save yourself the trouble of letting these people take action.
Sunge chose an angle and fell straight towards the fattest waiter.
Baibai is fat and soft.
"Why is this old beggar fainted?"
"He is old and is sick everywhere. Let's tie him up and throw him into the woodshed first. Let's go and see the big fat sheep."
In this way, Sunge was thrown back to the woodshed in a hurry.
Obviously, the attractiveness of the big fat sheep is far beyond the reach of an old beggar like her.
Anyway, the role she plays is an old beggar waiting for a hero to save her beauty.
After waiting carelessly, the moon reached its zenith, and Sunge gradually began to feel sleepy. The shabby door of the woodshed was kicked open, and the tall and tall Xin Qiji came into view.
At this moment, the gentleness that once characterized the young man turned into decisiveness.
"Old man, old man."
Xin Qiji seemed to think that Sun Ge had been poisoned by inferior fragrance, so he stood up and opened the doors and windows of the woodshed, soaked the handkerchief with cold water, and put it on Sun Ge's forehead.
Sunge pretended to wake up faintly, "Young hero."
At this time, should she be grateful for her kindness or should she offer her life-saving grace?
With Xin Qiji's support, Sun Ge staggered to his feet and walked out slowly.
In the not-so-spacious courtyard of the inn, six or seven injured men were tied up in a bunch.
"Old man, please take a rest here. I need to escort these desperadoes to the Yamen."
The arms of these guys were hanging strangely, their faces were in unbearable pain, and they were wailing endlessly.
Sun Ge secretly liked it.
Remove the arm first, which saves trouble and is safer.
"Young hero, please do as you please."
Before leaving, Xin Qiji worriedly told him, "If the old man is hungry, you can use some dry food. Don't eat the meat hanging in the kitchen."
"That meat..."
"That meat is not decent."
Holding it back and forth, Xin Qiji choked out the word "irregular."
Sunge:......
"I will inform the government office to handle it later."
Xin Qiji left a message and left in a hurry.
Suddenly, the inn fell into silence.
The only remaining red lantern under the eaves, which had almost faded into white, was swaying alone, and the dim yellow light was reflected in a pale and sad light.
Sun Ge stretched his muscles, straightened up and walked towards the tunnel of the inn.
The further down you go, the more suffocating the strong fishy smell becomes.
Sun Ge polished the fire sticks and lit the candles on the walls on both sides of the tunnel.
Candles lit up the room behind the tunnel, and even though she had been mentally prepared, she still found it shocking.
This black shop really provides one-stop service.
Killing for money, disposing of corpses, and in the end there is no trace of the victim ever existing in this world.
On the long wooden table, which was stained with stains and had already been stained by countless blood, there were several curled-up pieces of skin spread out. There were also unknown large pieces of meat and bones hanging on the hooks on the wall. What was burning in the stove was Old clothes stained with blood that cannot be washed away.
For a moment, Sunge felt a throbbing pain in her temples.
Sunge frowned, covered his mouth and nose, and left the tunnel.
Damn it!
But in these troubled times, black shops are popping up one after another, and they are far more prosperous than during the unified dynasty.
People are like ants, and their lives are like grass.
Some people uphold their integrity and conscience and struggle to survive in troubled times.
Some people abandon their human conscience and voluntarily degenerate into animals, no longer worthy of being called human beings.
Sunge stood on a hill, surrounded by trees. The night wind wrinkled his clothes and dispersed the smell of blood that lingered all over his body.
The sky is bright and everything in the distance is still blurry, making it difficult to see the shape.
There were dense clouds, mist, and morning mist.
The rising sun gradually penetrated the clouds, and the village at the foot of the mountain became populated.
Sunge's nauseating feeling finally disappeared.
Is she vomiting in a dark shop where people are treated like livestock for the sake of profit and loss?
may be.
Along the mountain road, Sunge approached the inn again.
At three o'clock in the morning, Xin Qiji waited for him with a tired face but eyes as bright as the scorching sun.
Xin Qiji was followed by a group of government officials.
"Old man, are you still there?"
Seeing Sun Ge, Xin Qiji couldn't hide his surprise.
Sun Ge gathered up his old and torn clothes and said seriously, "Young hero saved my life, how could I leave without saying goodbye?"
"Young hero, call the officer, I should be here to guard the scene."
"The old man is in a serious condition. When the road is rough, you should help him." Xin Qiji's eyebrows showed a hint of intimacy.
"I am the son who went north to read the books of sages and do benevolent and righteous deeds."
"There is no need to say thank you, old man. Just say goodbye."
Sunge:......
If she had to rate Xin Qiji's performance last night, she could only give it sixty.
If she was with this black shop, even if she was really an old beggar, she could kill Xin Qiji several times when he wasn't paying attention.
Vigilance and guarding against others are still not enough.
Watching Xin Qiji ride away on his horse, Sunge took out a small notebook from his arms and wrote down everything in detail.
The next day, Xin Qiji returned home, just in time for her to hold a criticism meeting.
The dazzling sunlight sprinkled gold powder on Xin Qiji, who was riding his horse and whipping his whip.
Xin Qiji chuckled lightly and looked back at the old man who had turned into a small black dot with an inexplicable expression.
…
During the next journey, Sunge witnessed Xin Qiji helping the weak and punishing the bandits who blocked the road. The small notebook was also filled with pros and cons densely.
Outside the gate of Yanjing City, Sunge watched Xin Qiji enter the city.
As for her...
If you want to enter the city, you have to pretend to be someone else or be sneaky, there is no other way.
No, if she captures Yanjing in the future, she will be able to move in and out freely.
The Sixteenth State of Yanyun has been away from home for too long.
Sun Ge's eyes darkened, he once again stared at the city gate that was guarded by layers of guards, and blended into the crowd.
Now she only needs to send a letter to the hidden stake planted in Yanjing early, and she can naturally enter the city without anyone noticing.
If the person she spent a lot of money to train cannot find an official position in Yanjing, she can only blame her for not knowing people well.
The next day, Sunge entered Yanjing among the servants of dignitaries. ,
At the time of the big exam, candidates from all over the north were pouring in.
This city with a special strategic position has a rare vitality.
Even the architectural style imitates Bianliang in the Northern Song Dynasty. The palaces are magnificent and grand, and it seems to have a sense of prosperity.
This is the Yanjing Palace built by Wanyan Liang, who overcame all opinions and decided to move the capital. With one order, 800,000 civilians and 400,000 soldiers spent several years building it. (End of chapter)
