Zheng Erniang put on a mink cloak and stepped out of the prison camp with great worry.
After a while, the other jailers returned to their posts.
"Get in the car!"
Zheng Erniang didn't say a word in the car, and Qing Shisan didn't ask any questions and steadily pulled Zheng Erniang back to Zheng's house.
The brocade box was secretly left on the car, and Qing Shisan leisurely pulled the empty cart to a noodle stall.
"Oh! Lao Qing, why are you hungry so early today? Did you go have fun last night?"
"How can you? It's not like you don't know, I already have someone else in my heart!"
"Hey! With your mouth, who would believe what you say?"
"Stop talking nonsense! I'm hungry, please pour some oil on the noodles! I won't pay if you don't have enough!"
"Since it's you who's here, I'll take care of myself!"
"Where's the meat?"
"Meat? That'll cost extra!"
"There's nothing wrong with your old Zhang family, you're just famous for being picky!" Qing Shisan laughed and cursed, then shook the big yellow bowl: "By the way, Old Zhang, I brought my own bowl today!"
"What's wrong, are you still worried that I might poison you?"
"Look at what you said, it hurts my feelings, doesn't it?"
Qing Shisan put the sweat towel on his shoulders, sat down and ordered some fried noodles.
He is obviously a regular customer here.
Qing Shisan opened the brocade box and took out the bowl inside. When he saw the mouth of the bowl facing up, his face did not change at all.
Lao Zhang cooked the noodles, poured a spoonful into a bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onion, chili and peanuts, and finally poured a spoonful of hot oil over it.
"Pu Chi Pu Chi!"
Qing Shisan ate the spicy noodles with big mouthfuls, sweating all over his head.
At this moment, a man with a gloomy face suddenly sat opposite Qing Shisan.
winter!
A heavy instrument wrapped in thick gauze was casually put aside by the visitor. The heavy instrument was so heavy that it caused the vinegar dish on the table to splash with foam.
The visitor was dressed in black clothes, with cloud patterns on the sleeves and stars hidden in the patterns, messy hair shawl, hanging eyes, a hooked nose and thick lips, and a horizontal face. You could tell at a glance that he was not someone to be trifled with. There was a piece of black iron wood hanging on his waist, with a few words clearly engraved on it - Twenty-Eight Constellations, Virtual Rat.
"This guest officer..."
Lao Zhang was about to receive a visitor, but the visitor shouted softly: "The official is doing business, get out."
"okay!"
Lao Zhang immediately hid behind the stall.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the other guests paid their bills and left.
Qing Shisan still lowered his head to eat noodles, as if he didn't see the person sitting across from him.
It wasn't until he finished a whole bowl and even licked the grease at the bottom of the bowl that he burped, picked up the kettle on the table, poured it into the bowl, took a sip of hot tea mixed with grease and water, and asked calmly: "What's this?" Sir, do you want a ride?"
Twenty-Eight Constellations, Xu Shu, looked at Qing Shisan in front of him, his right hand never leaving his side: "Are you actually pretending to be stupid with me?"
"No way! Things are different these days. We used to be people in the world, but now I'm just doing a small job. I can't compare to you, I can't compare to you."
"Go to the east gate and leave the city." Xushu placed a piece of silver on the table.
"No! I have a rest today!" Qing Shisan shook his head.
Card.
Xu Shu exerted his strength, and the silver made a half-inch-deep mark on the table, and whispered: "Then, take me to find Sikong Zhuiming."
Qing Shisan weighed the money and smiled happily when he saw the money: "Okay, let's go out of the city through the east gate, right? I guarantee it will be delivered."
"Hey! Lao Qing, your bowl!"
Seeing Qing Shisan pulling the man into the car and leaving, Lao Zhang panicked and walked out. He saw the bowl on the table and shouted twice, but Qing Shisan didn't look back.
"That Lao Qing is a freeloader!" Only then did Lao Zhang remember that Qing Shisan didn't give him any money, and he immediately took the bowl away angrily, pressed his thumb on the bottom of the bowl, and quietly smoothed out the word "中一": “This bowl doesn’t look cheap, but it’s not a loss at all!”
Daqi is hidden in the city.
This is the scary thing about the Zheng family. No one knows how deeply these strange people hide, and in which corner they hide, doing inconspicuous things and walking inconspicuous paths.
Pulling the distinguished guests, Qing Shisan whistled continuously all the way, with a high tone, which made him very happy to hear it.
"You didn't come to see me. It seems that you are determined to help the Zheng family. I'm very curious. How virtuous and capable is this Zheng family? Human's 'flower-carrying monk', Sikong chases his life?"
Xu Shu was laughing in the car, thinking of the past, and sighed: "If you smile with a flower, you will chase after your life."
The so-called sword hunters are the knights who made a living from the bounties offered by the government twenty years ago.
When the world was in chaos, the government was powerless to deal with the bandits and thieves running rampant, so they spent a lot of money to reward these traitors.
Qing Shisan was one of the outstanding ones at that time and was known as the number one knife catcher.
This business is not that easy, it can be said to be exchanging life for money, and what you eat is called a youth meal. Many people made a lot of enemies in those years, and even if they wanted to withdraw from the world, they couldn't help themselves. Qing Shisan couldn't kill anymore, so he retired from the world, and finally joined the Zheng family.
Half a month ago, Xu Shu wanted to have a private chat with Qingpi through other means, but Qingpi did not keep the appointment.
So angry that Xushu directly arrested people on the street.
I finally caught him at the noodle stall today.
Qing Shisan said: "What's the point? Just give me money! Mr. Zheng gives you the most money, the most refreshing and efficient way!"
"If you don't do anything like a 'knife catcher', you just do a 'traveling' thing, and the longer you live, the more you go back."
"There is no way," Qing Shisan said with a smile: "The world was difficult back then, and we had many enemies. It was good to be able to settle down and live in peace. Look at you, haven't you joined Ye Weiyang now and become a big shot?"
"The Zheng family cannot tolerate you."
"Is it?"
Without another word, Qing Shisan quickly pulled Xu Shu out of the city and outside the city. Walk out of the official road and come to a secluded place.
Put down the virtual mouse, start smoking at 13 o'clock, and puff out the clouds.
"Is this your intention, or is it the intention of someone behind you?" Now that he was in a secluded place, Qing Shisan stopped pretending and looked at Xu Shu with a smile: "Supposedly, Ye Weiyang only investigates intrigues and does not engage in political affairs. Your feet are quite wide."
Xu Shuhan said in a cold voice: "Ye Weiyang is Ye Weiyang, I am me! Besides, I am just passing on a message for someone."
"Okay, if you are just here to convey a message, there is no need to say this," Qing Shisan waved his hand: "I was half a friend with you back then, but if I say it, it will hurt the friendship. Why bother? What virtue can I, Qing Shisan, have? How can you make a decision for me?"
Wow!
Xushu put the unknown heavy weapon on his shoulders and set off a gust of wind. The dead leaves rolled up and slowly sank around the two of them.
"Sikong Chai, if Zheng Xiu doesn't know good from evil, no matter how big the Zheng family is, how can it defeat the royal family? Why do you hang yourself on a tree like the Zheng family? Zheng Xiu is just lucky and has inherited the blessings of his father's generation. Thanks to his blessing, we are where we are today! In the final analysis, Marquis Zhonglie, he is just a small wealthy businessman! He is nothing more than a treacherous villain! In those days, how many people like this were killed and how many were robbed? Now you actually work for a wealthy businessman? Ridiculous! Ridiculous!”
"You didn't go to the 'Xia Ke' branch of the 'Knife Catcher', but you went to the 'Traveling Foot' instead! You didn't go to the upper stream, but went to the lower stream!"
Qing Shisan was silent.
The swirling smoke gradually obscured Qing Shisan's face.
"Alas~" Qing Shisan let out a long sigh and blew out a smoke ring: "You made it difficult for me to deal with our acquaintance! As you all know, I, Qing Shisan, miss the past the most. Alas~ What era is it now? Aren't you tired of playing with threats and inducements? To be honest, I just want to live a peaceful life now. If the Zheng family is good, I am good. If the Zheng family is not good, I am not good either."
Qing Shisan knocked the ashes on the tree trunk.
"We're a 'fraternity.'"
"We hide in the night, we yearn for the dawn."
"All things are false, all things are permitted."
The swirling smoke was terrifyingly thick, and the raven on Void Rat's shoulder gave a shrill scream as a reminder.
The virtual rat boy suddenly shrank and was about to make a move.
Clang.
A clever sound rang in Xu Shu's ears. Qing Shisan appeared behind Xu Shu at some unknown moment, his fist gently pressed against Xu Shu's neck, but the hidden sword did not pop out.
The back of Xushu felt cold, and there was a chill all over his body.
For a moment, he felt as if he had been through hell.
Qing Shisan was behind him, asking Xu Shu to maintain the movement of carrying the heavy object, not even daring to move a finger.
But he clearly saw that under the dead tree with all its leaves fallen off, Qing Shisan was still knocking away the ashes.
So, who is the person holding the Hidden Blade behind him now?
"I only want to say one thing."
A cold and sly laughter came from behind Xu Shu, and Xu Shu did not dare to look back.
"One, Master Zheng is not as simple as you think."
"Two, for the sake of old friends, I would like to remind you to be your constellation, and don't mix in things that shouldn't be mixed in, or you may break your leg."
"As for the third,"
Qing Shisan, who was smoking a dry cigarette, grinned, and the voice came from behind Xu Shu, and then from Qing Shisan's mouth again: "Next time, don't say bad things about the master, otherwise, today next year, brother, I will personally interrogate you in front of your grave. Burn three sticks of incense as an apology."
"By the way, Sikong Zhui Ming has been chopped into a stick by his enemies a long time ago. Don't make such nonsense. Whoever is so ignorant and calls such an arrogant name deserves to be beheaded to death, hehehe."
"My name is Qing Shisan."
"You, you recognized the wrong person."
…
The words are divided into two parts.
Before Zheng Erniang left, she gave Scar Laoliu a few heavy ingots of gold.
Scar Laoliu didn't want it at first. He charged too much and also adopted his personal style. He could do as many things as he wanted. There was no benefit to charging too much.
But Er Niang said that you must keep the money, so please ask Lao Liu to find Jiang Gaoyi, the Minister of Punishment, for me.
When Scar Laoliu heard this, he patted his head and put away the gold ingot with peace of mind. He said that Master Jiang, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, must be invited to meet with Mr. Zheng.
So at noon, Jiang Gaoyi, the Minister of Punishment, came to see him with food.
The two former inmates had a pleasant conversation in prison, and at the end, Zheng Xiu made a solemn request.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Gaoyi's expression suddenly changed.
"What! Do you want Mr. Jiang to petition the Holy Father for a pardon on behalf of Mr. Zheng in the morning? Let you be released from prison?"
