Although Xiao Letian's execution hall was ruthless, they were not a group of perverts. No matter how much death the old coffin boy Jiao Si deserved, even if their whole family was responsible for the destruction of their family, the child was not wrong.
"Hutou is only six or seven years old. He should not inherit the sins of his family, so I want to adopt this child!" Chun Shisanniang said hiding behind the window with red eyes.
The subordinate next to him asked in confusion, "Your Excellency has issued a killing order? Your Excellency wants to exterminate the family?"
"Shut up, you are talking nonsense, adults would not be so cruel. Although Jiao Si deserves to die, there are many people who want to kill him..."
At this time, Young Master Jiao also came running from the woodshed in the backyard. The Young Master, who had received labor education, finally realized that life was not easy, and he understood more and more the sadness of his father pretending to be a grandson for so many years. His knees softened and he fell to the ground.
"Dad, my son is unfilial and fails to protect the family...I am a waste!" He kowtowed as he spoke.
Jiao Si rubbed his eye sockets, wiped away his tears and looked around. He found that the main room in the north had the highest standards, and there were figures flashing in the windows. He knew that the big shot was hiding inside.
"The little old man is kowtowing to you. Mr. Xiao is so powerful that I will never dare to offend you. Everything is rotten in my stomach. I only ask you to save my children and grandchildren... If it doesn't work, please leave a way for my little grandson to survive." ! Wuwuwu, I am willing to die, I will use my life in exchange..."
After all, Hutou is still young. He doesn't know why his grandfather and father are kowtowing desperately. Isn't the thirteenth mother living in the house? She loves these Enyangzhong the most. Why are grandpa and dad so afraid of her?
The little tiger lay on the ground and said in a sweet voice, "Don't be angry, Thirteenth Mother. I apologize to you on behalf of grandpa and daddy..." After saying that, he hit his forehead on the blue brick floor like a little roly-poly.
No matter what time, innocent children can always soften people's hearts, and the tears as big as thirteen girls couldn't help but fall. She suppressed her excitement and said calmly, "Iron Harrier Wu Tong... you will escort the three of them back to the capital and let them reunite with their families..." At this point, Chun Shisanniang said to Jiao Si'er again. .
"You already know the master's methods. You don't want to take any chances. I asked you to take the tiger head home. Well... I think it won't be long before you have to ask Tie Yaozi to bring the tiger head back..."
A thin and capable man walked out of the blue brick house. With gleaming eyes, he could be seen as an expert in internal boxing. He was Wu Tong, Tie Yaozi, Shisanniang's right-hand man.
"Okay, you three, stop kowtowing. You have met a good person. Damn, if you had known this, why did you do it in the first place? What a poor family..."
When Hutou was about to get on the bus with a handful of bilingual picture cards in Chinese and English, more than a dozen Enyang children who had come to play with him ran over and stuffed their toys and snacks into his arms.
"Hutou, don't you like this wooden knife? I'll give it to you..."
"These are the walnuts and chestnuts I have hidden. You can take them and eat them..."
"This is the candy I got from my master as a prize for finishing first in my homework last time. I gave it to you. Will you come back?"
Little Hutou stood on the cart and said happily, "Come back, I will definitely come back to see you. I will bring you chestnut cakes to eat, it's so sweet!"
As the wheels rolled towards the west, no one expected that Hu Tou would become stunned at the words, and his life was destined to be linked to this group of benefactors.
Iron Harrier disguised himself as a driver, and the carriage ran fast and steady. When it was dark, the carriage had already entered the city gate of Beijing.
As soon as they entered the capital, Jiao Si and his son noticed something strange. They opened the curtain and peeked in secretly, and found that the streets were covered with posters. The big black letters on them were Xiao Letian's Seven Questions.
Countless officers from Shuntian Prefecture, who hired a large number of helpers and civilians, were working hard to paint the walls. They were all freezing to death in the cold weather. There were also flyers falling on the long street, which were picked up by the wind and flew high. People behind them tried their best to pat them down with brooms.
"The Shuntian Prefecture has issued an order that all the people along the street must organize themselves to paint the walls. None of the papers with the Seven Questions written on them can be left. Every one of them will be destroyed. Do you all hear clearly..."
A hundred or so people on the street said feebly, "I heard you clearly... I obey your orders..." But before they finished speaking, as if they were provocative, a figure appeared from the roof, raising hundreds of leaflets.
"All men in the capital, take a look at Xiao Letian's seven questions and see if the court has given an explanation..."
The policeman jumped on the spot angrily, "Go up, come up, catch him. I know this figure from behind. He was throwing flyers over the fence in the morning..." More than a dozen policemen chased him desperately, but in the blink of an eye that man The monkey spirits that came and went disappeared.
The policemen, who were full of anger and had nowhere to vent their anger, stared looking for trouble, and suddenly discovered the carriage driven by Wu Tong, the iron kite.
"Stop, stop quickly! I'm going to the city at night, what's the matter? Whose car is this?" At this time, the cotton curtain was raised and he came out with a smile.
"It's been a long time, gentlemen. The last time we had a drink together was the beginning of spring. Now it's winter..."
"Oh... isn't this Mr. Jiao? I've always said hello to you. It's been a long time since I've seen you. Where can I make a fortune?"
Jiao Si'er was also a respectable figure in the capital, and he also had a master behind him. These government officials did not dare to bully him. After exchanging a few pleasantries, the carriage left. When the carriage that Jiao Si was riding in rounded the corner and was out of sight, one of the leading detectives called over to one of his apprentices and whispered.
"Quick, go to the House of Internal Affairs immediately to find the manager, Mr. Lian Xing, and tell him that Jiao Si'er has returned to Beijing. The sooner the better..."
Jiao Si'er didn't know that the news of his return to Beijing would reach the ears of the Ministry of Internal Affairs so quickly. Now he is crying with his family in the inner house.
During this period, the Jiao family felt like the sky was falling apart. The master was far away in Tanggu and couldn't be contacted. There was no message from his son until he left home. The robbers who kidnapped Hu Tou didn't even come to demand ransom. All three men in the family disappeared, leaving only the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law struggling to support her.
All the servants hired by the family have been sent away, and the remaining ones are slaves who have signed death contracts and a few children of the family. These unlucky people who have no place to run away have been crying all day long. Damn it, I don't even dare to open the door.
Now that the backbone of the family is back, regardless of whether the collapsed sky can be repaired, at least they are reunited.
Grandma and mother-in-law rushed to hug the tiger's head, while the few maids and servants went to happily prepare the banquet. The family banquet for the reunion after the catastrophe must be sumptuous.
The cold dishes have been served, the wine has been warmed, and the aroma of the hot dishes in the small kitchen has come through the cracks in the window. Jiao Si'er didn't dare to hold a banquet without permission, so he hurried to the concierge to ask Tie Yaozi who was watching them, and insisted that he also sit down.
"Nonsense! Why do I get involved in your reunion dinner? Bring the food and wine to the concierge. It's nice here, and the charcoal basin is warm..." At this moment, the wooden door was suddenly banged.
"Jiao Si'er! Hurry up and open the door. I am Lao Wang from the Ministry of Internal Affairs... The manager already knows that you are back. Please come over to discuss matters..."
When Jiao Si heard this, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground. "So fast? How could it be so fast? You won't even let me have a reunion dinner?"
No one dared to neglect the Eight Banners disciples summoned by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. As soon as Jiao Si opened the door, several stewards helped him and put him in the car without saying a word.
Tie Yaozi looked at Jiao Si'er leaving coldly, and sighed in his heart, "It's better to let Thirteenth Niang analyze it. If you don't take action, someone will naturally do it. Stupid Jiao Si'er, what do you think you are doing in the middle?" When the time comes, nothing will happen to the two millstones, but you will become a fan..."
Tie Yaozi was right. As soon as Jiao Si entered the side courtyard of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he saw the livid faces of the general manager Lian Xing and the eunuch An Dehai in the main hall. He was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground without saying a word.
"Slave Jiao Si, I would like to pay my respects to you two adults..." After saying this, his forehead hit the ground.
In the dancing candlelight, the faces of the two important figures changed in light and dark. Neither of them spoke. They just made the depressive atmosphere in the room thicker and thicker. By the end, Jiao Si was sweating profusely and was about to collapse.
"Jiao Si'er... you are really giving us a hard time. Did you do a good job in Tanggu? How dare you secretly return to the capital without our order? I think you are really tired of life..." Ande Hai said casually He moved the bowl of tea with his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake.
Jiao Si didn't dare to talk nonsense at all, "I'm homesick. I just want to go home for a visit. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so I have to take care of myself..."
With a snap, the manager slammed the table with a bang, "Nonsense, I don't know what you are doing, are you still being careless? Even fools know what we are asking you to do..."
"Tell me, what did you find out about Xiao Letian? How did you escape before the riot? Is there any important information and evidence that you want to hand over to the court?"
Lian Xing's questions completely frightened Jiao Si. He knew that what was supposed to come was always going to come, and he couldn't hide. Is there no solution to this dilemma?
Ande Hai and Lian Xing looked at each other and felt that Jiao Si was very different from usual, why was he hesitant to speak.
"Jiao Si'er... The Queen Mother was still talking about you before. Now that Sun Sanhu is in Xiao Letian's hands, you are the only one who can provide the most accurate information to the court. Your evidence is very important. ! Don’t let yourself miss such an opportunity to make meritorious deeds..."
Jiao Si now feels like the world is spinning. Everything that has happened in the past few months is spinning in front of him like a revolving lantern. The earliest mission sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs was to go to Tanggu's arrogant and domineering man. Later, he encountered various conflicts with Xiao Letian, and finally the kidnapping of his grandson. , and there are also rumors of ghost soldiers.
The imperial court and Xiao Letian are like two closely interlocking millstones, and I am the poor beans and corns inside. If anything unpleasant happens to the two millstones, I will be shattered to pieces.
After a full quarter of an hour, Jiao Si finally made his decision. He knocked his head on the ground and said with a smile and a cynical tone common among Eight Banner disciples.
"Oh, sir, what are you talking about? Isn't Xiao Letian just a businessman who can write books? He has a lot of money but he is also a stinky businessman who is at the bottom of the world. He can write books, but he is just a low-level Western scholar. Books, I looked at them coldly and found nothing unusual..."
"As for how the fight broke out in Tanggu, I have already left by boat before. I really don't know the details... Oh, by the way, the people who were traveling with me are still in Tanggu. They are back. Be sure to bring the latest news to the court..."
