What does death mean? It means getting up every morning, exhausted to death from sleepiness, hunger and exhaustion! Still don't dare to resign.
Early the next morning, Su Xiaolou came to the Jinyiwei Yamen despite the grievances of being beaten by workers. He checked in with Mr. Zhao from thousands of households. Mr. Zhao must have something to do when he came in person. As expected by Su Xiaolou, a copy was sent out today. The sea arrest document and wanted order were stamped with the commander's seal, requiring Su Xiaolou and his team to help hunt down this person.
Jinyiwei is divided into northern and southern town offices in the capital, while in the old capital Nanjing there was only Jinyiwei Yamen. Nanjing Jinyiwei Yamen was under the jurisdiction of Nanzhen Fusi, responsible for Jinyiwei's internal self-correction and management of equipment, and occasionally assisted in pursuits.
The reward on the sea arrest document is not low, five hundred taels, which shows that this person has committed a serious crime and is not easy to catch.
Su Xiaolou looked at his subordinates.
The first subordinate: His name is Xiong Er. With such a majestic name, he is only 1.5 meters tall. He seems to be underdeveloped. Those who don’t know think that the town government department employs child labor;
Subordinate 2: Scholar, familiar with the Three Character Classic, the Analects of Confucius, the Four Books and the Five Classics, etc., I have taken the college examination three times and have not yet passed the examination as a scholar, probably because I have spent all my time developing my brain, not my limbs, my body is weak, and I only do it every day Even if he knows it, can he be expected to persuade the assassin to put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?
Subordinate 3: An old man in his fifties, whose surname is Huang. Everyone calls him Uncle Huang. Because the retirement of the Town Secretary has been postponed and he is still struggling on the front line, forget it.
Subordinate 4: Fatty, with this style, he weighs more than two hundred pounds at least. He can run like this, but he can kill an assassin in one fell swoop.
Subordinate 5: Blind man, one eye is blind and the other eye is highly myopic. He can usually walk without hitting a tree.
Subordinate 6: Silly, he looks stupid, I feel like he can be tricked by assassins.
Subordinate 7: Chuanzi, eh! This looks normal.
"Boss, the official document says: Because the assassins' whereabouts are too secretive, they can't find them at all. They thought we might have a way to help them find them, so they wanted to ask us to help them catch them. How did they know about us? Is there a way to help them find them?”
"..."
I take back what I just thought.
The small flag of Jinyiwei, the town's chief minister, was supposed to be in charge of ten people, but three months ago, during an operation to assist the Five City Soldiers and Horses Division in arresting important imperial criminals, the two of them were defeated and beaten to death. The death was tragic. Another person said He couldn't stand firm and fell into the river and drowned.
I heard that the previous team leader was also stabbed to death in that case and died on the spot.
Su Xiaolou sighed deeply as he looked at the seven weirdos in front of him who could be smashed into pieces by his boss. Su Xiaolou picked up the wanted notice and looked at the portrait of the wanted criminal. He was masked and could only see a pair of eyes. He was not male or female, had no name or age, and had no special characteristics. What was the difference between a painted portrait and no painting? The difference is that anyone you catch can be said to be a wanted criminal, but it doesn't matter. The torture instruments in Sizhao Prison of Jinyiwei Town Mansion say whoever is a wanted criminal is the one.
Su Xiaolou put away the wanted order and said: "Let's go, we will hunt for the wanted criminals."
"Boss, where should we search?"
"you guess?"
"..."
Su Xiaolou didn't want to search for any criminals at all. He was in urgent need of money now. He might not be able to catch this person for a while. It would be better to find someone who looked like him on the street and get him there quickly. Jin Yiwei did this kind of thing a lot. Gone.
The fat man followed behind, the flesh on his body was bumpy, and he said: "Boss, I heard that you got married yesterday, why don't you call us! Xiong Er, are your eyes uncomfortable? Why are you squeezing them all the time?"
"You idiot! I think you just want to have a meal." Xiong Er grabbed the fat man's back waistband and dragged him away before Su Xiaolou's big cock fight.
The fat man still asked stupidly: "Why are you dragging me down?"
The scholar was very attentive, and at a glance he saw the gauze leaking from the edge of Su Xiaolou's hat, which was still stained with blood, and said: "Boss! You are really a martyr who protects your chastity. We have all heard about your feat yesterday. You deserve a chastity memorial!”
Su Xiaolou gave the scholar a hard fight: "Believe it or not, I beat you into a memorial arch and hung it on the door. When I talk about this young master, I get angry. Yesterday, none of you came to save me, not a single one." "
Several people said in embarrassment: "Boss, that is the Shen family, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. The wedding team can step on our corpses and take you back to the Shen family!"
"..."
I can finally see that no one is reliable.
Su Xiaolou was given a hard fight by himself.
…
After exiting the Jinyiwei Yamen gate, turn left and walk two streets ahead. There will be some vendors, tea shops and stalls for people passing by to stop and chat.
Su Xiaolou didn't eat either in the morning, and now his stomach was already protesting.
Su Xiaolou walked into a noodle stall that looked good.
Not long after the group sat down, the noodles came out. This meal delivery speed is good. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. The noodles were smooth and chewy, the soup was rich, and the taste was good.
There is a constant flow of people here, and there are people engaged in various businesses. Next to the noodle stall, there is an old man who has set up a table to practice medical consultation. Behind it is a banner that reads: Li Shizhen closes his disciples and cures all diseases.
The fool said: "Boss, that man is a close disciple of the Medicine Saint! Didn't you fall down yesterday? Why don't you come and have a look at him."
Su Xiaolou was speechless, this kind of deceptive sign would only deceive this fool.
"What kind of door should you close? Medicine Saint has been closed for a long time. How can he have time to open the door for this liar?"
I saw someone actually came to deliver the banner. They were a couple. The man said excitedly: "The miracle doctor! He cured my constipation and bad eyesight that I have suffered for many years. Last time I broke my leg and took a few doses of the miracle doctor." The medicine will take a few days to heal.”
After hearing his words, people around him gathered around him to seek medical treatment.
"Doctor, let me have a look. I've been angry recently and can't poop out my poop."
The old man took out a bottle of medicine and said: "This is the secret recipe developed by my master. It is specially designed to treat internal heat. The medicine will cure the disease. It costs ten taels of silver."
"So expensive? What kind of medicine is this?"
"Gold juice."
Su Xiaolou spurted out a mouthful of noodles. This bowl of noodles already had a taste that it shouldn't have.
"Um, doctor, I'm not angry anymore, I have a little cough."
The old man took out a pack of medicine and said, "This is whale poop that is hard to find. I'll give you a discount."
"Doctor, I have recovered from my illness. My mother's eyesight is not very good. Please give her some medicine."
"This is rabbit poop combined with these good medicinal materials, which is the best for treating eyes."
"Excuse me, my mother's illness has also recovered!"
"Doctor, come and save my husband, he has fainted," the woman said anxiously, kneeling next to the man holding the banner.
The old man checked it out and said, "The cause of death was not 'Xiang'."
Everyone expressed that they could not accept the Qingqi treatment method of the miracle doctor and dispersed.
Su Xiaolou asked curiously: "Doctor, were you a Ye Xianglang when you were young?"
"What's wrong with Ye Xianglang?" The old man looked up and saw Su Xiaolou's official uniform. He immediately changed his tone and said with a smile, "Oh! It's you, the official! I heard that you fell down yesterday. I'm here to treat the bruise." I’ll get you some medicine for injuries.”
"Tell me, what kind of poop was mixed in it?"
"There's poop in it from a chick that was just half a month old. The one that was only injured by a bruise is very effective."
The fool said: "Boss, he makes you eat shit."
The old man quickly explained: "My lord, feces is a good thing! Not only does it have various medicinal effects, but it is also liked by the girls in Zhaixing Tower. Why didn't the oiran of Zhaixing Tower run away with a Ye Xianglang last night?"
