When a scholar encounters a soldier, he can't explain clearly.
With the knife held to his neck, the old man almost had to relive the days of wearing crotchless pants.
Fortunately, he had seen the world, so he calmed down and smiled, "Don't worry, Immortal Master, I will definitely get things done."
After that, the old official went to push Qin Feng's sword away. Are you kidding me? Is Qin Feng's sword that easy to push away?
Jiang is still very old, and this old official is worthy of working under the official. He reacts very quickly. Seeing the serious expressions of Qin Feng and Wei Xi, he automatically moved back and distanced himself.
Qin Feng put Gao Han away. Wei Xi originally planned to trick this man into eating some tangerine peel candy, telling him that it was a little surprise made by the sect.
However, different paths lead to the same goal. Wei Xi doesn't care about the old official's mental health. If he wasn't worried about Lian Gou Lu's crispy skin, Wei Xi wouldn't be able to let Qin Feng break through all the ways with one sword.
The old official who remained nameless from beginning to end showed his superb psychological quality. After being threatened one after another by Wei Xi and Qin Feng, he could still walk into the cave without changing his expression.
Lian Gouyi was waiting happily for Wei Xi to come and rescue him, but who knew that the person who came in was an old official. He couldn't see any trace of Wei Xi or Qin Feng even if he looked around or vertically.
When the old official came in, he scanned the cave. Cheng County Cheng and his people occupied the side of the fire, while the group of businessmen sat in the corner and guarded a few wooden boxes.
The old official who has been with Cheng County Cheng for many years naturally knows about Cheng County Cheng's business. He has managed to settle so many official bank accounts one by one. He knows what things should be inquired about and what things should not be inquired about.
For example, he never asked about Mr. Cheng Gui of Cheng County, and naturally he didn't care about this caravan that came to Tangkou Town every year to exchange gold and silver.
The old official naturally noticed Lian Goului in the corner. Seeing that he was still alive and had something to do, the old official stopped paying attention to him.
"County Magistrate!" The old official was as embarrassed as a drowned rat. The old official showed off his acting skills with a look of panic that could not be concealed by his calmness, "Why did the County Magistrate abandon me?"
Cheng Xiancheng was also annoyed at this moment. The corpses in the Huan River that turned the river beach into a golden beach were missing. He wanted a monk to fill the gap in the corpses.
But Cheng County Cheng also understood that the person he kidnapped today was not the stupid and helpless beggar he had been before. If Lian Gouyi really died inexplicably, and the Xianmen found out, it would be difficult to hide what happened in Tangkou Town, and then he would really be unable to bear the burden and walk away.
One of the barbarians who drew the sword was dragged to the banquet. He recognized the old official and gave his brothers a look. The leading barbarian received the order and half-retracted the sword.
Cheng Xiancheng, who has one head and two heads, asked in a rough voice: "What's going on?"
"County Magistrate, there are constant heavy rains in Tangkou Town, and the county magistrate is unable to take charge. People in the town have gone to the county government office to ask about the situation." The old official has worked with Cheng County Magistrate for many years. He knows that Cheng County Magistrate is mediocre in intelligence and sinister, so he is trying to deceive him. "I dare to ask the county magistrate, is there something wrong with the sacrifice to the river, which made Hebo of Huanhe unhappy?"
Chengxian Cheng had no doubt that he was there, but now was not the time to protect those unruly people. His own glory and wealth were more important.
Besides, Cheng Xiancheng felt cold in his heart. This was not the first time he had seen the heavy rain.
"If they want to make trouble, just let them!" Perhaps in order to embolden himself, Cheng County Cheng shouted, "What's wrong with offering sacrifices to the river?"
"Go back a few years, and we didn't offer sacrifices to the Huanhe River at that time. How come after a few days of calm, we don't know how tragic it was before when the water rose every year and the typhoon came in?" Cheng Xiancheng said and put his hands on his knees with great force. The old book was closed, and the veins on his forehead stood out.
The old official followed the words and said: "This is exactly the reason. It's just that offering sacrifices to the river is a big deal. All year round, Toutangkou Town relies on the gold produced by the Huanhe River to eat. It's not about worrying about this year's production."
Cheng Xian Cheng sneered and pointed at the old official with his wagging finger, "If I hadn't worked hard all these years, Tangkou Town would have been in ruins for a long time. Now every single person who doesn't know how to do it will only cause trouble for me!"
"To tell you the truth! This matter can be solved today. The old one is gone. We just have to see if the new one can take over!"
Lian Goupu kept listening, but now his face was as pale as dirt. Lian Gouyi finally understood why he was arrested: Cheng Xiancheng did not take a fancy to his handsome appearance (as he thought), but just took a fancy to his identity as an immortal master.
As for what Cheng County Cheng wanted him to do, he still didn't know. Unfortunately, he was restricted and could not escape on his own. He could only hope that Wei Xi and Qin Feng would help him escape from the sea of misery.
The old official borrowed the donkey from the slope and said, "If we don't hesitate, why don't we go now?"
Cheng Xian Cheng also knew what he had done, so he knew that what he had committed was a serious crime of beheading. Therefore, he was rare and somewhat aware of the crisis, and suddenly doubted the old official's words.
"...The time has not yet come," Cheng Xiancheng raised the tattered book in his hand, "If you want to hide this matter from the public, you still need to get it done when day and night turn."
Cheng Xian Cheng did not read a word of the official documents from Jucheng and Sucheng, but he read the books he stole back from the Western Regions no less than a hundred times.
