Jiaohua

Chapter 643 The Most Wanted Criminal (Part [-])
"Ali," Xin Shun read the name, looked at the group of people going up the stairs, and said, "Ali?"

Cai Pengyi said courteously: "It was Ali who came out halfway when I went to the capital with the general. Later, she turned the capital upside down and stopped Emperor Xuanyan's imperial driver."

Xin Shun looked solemn, could it be her?
Cai Pengyi continued: "The scene was chaotic at the time, any child would have been frightened, but she didn't, and took the initiative to attack the general, almost hurting the general. If she hadn't been there, the general might have taken Zhao Ning! "

Xin Shun heard Nie Huimo mention the previous ones.

Xin Shun just listened to the sentence "Taking Zhao Ning" later on.

If Zhao Ning is really so easy to deal with, is it still Zhao Ning?

Cai Pengyi finally found a topic to communicate with Xin Shun, he couldn't stop talking, and continued talking intermittently.

Xin Shun didn't answer a word, and looked at the stairs, and he didn't turn a page of the book in his hand.

Gradually, Cai Pengyi stopped and looked at the gentlest counselor next to Nie Huimo: "Fengcai, what are you thinking?"

After being quiet for a while, Xin Shun glanced at him lightly and said, "It's okay."

He lowered his head and continued to read, while picking up the cold tea.

Under the bright lights, the entire Linxi Street is shining brightly, just like the epitome of a prosperous dynasty.

Pair after pair of eyes lurking outside the Ning'an Building were all thinking about what the carriages coming from the major commercial houses and markets were doing tonight.

At the Guiyuan Inn in the distance, many spies entered quietly through the back door, some came from Ning'an Building, some came from Dongping Academy, and some came on horseback from the north, bringing the latest military information.

A middle-aged man in poor clothes came out from a dark corner. He sneaked around the corner of the back alley for a while before knocking on the door.

The guy who opened the door looked cold, looked him up and down, recognized him and let him in.

The man followed the guys into the yard, his neck almost shrunk. When they came to ask for some work in the afternoon, he didn't dare to look at them. Now he was even more panicked. He looked down at the small bag in his hand, his forehead was covered with The cold sweat seeping out.

There is a small side hall in the backyard, which is not connected to the front lobby. The man came in with the clerk, subconsciously looked inside, and the clerk said coldly: "Don't look around."

The man lowered his head hurriedly.

Follow the man up the secret narrow stairs, the second floor is a bit spacious, the man knocked on the door outside the third room in the corridor, and the attendant who was very interested in Zhi Changle and Lao Tong opened the door.

"If you have any orders, you can order them." The man said to his followers.

The entourage nodded lightly, looked at the middle-aged man, with a warm smile on his face: "Are you back?"

His eyes fell on the small bundle in the middle-aged man's hand: "This is..."

"I found out the name," the middle-aged man bowed his head, "I returned it, and even stole something."

The entourage's gaze deepened, and he said, "Come in."

Three candle lamps were lit in the room, and the attendant asked the middle-aged man to sit down, went to the side to pour tea, and said in person: "I'm sorry, did anyone find out?"

"That's not true." The middle-aged man put the bundle in his hand on the table, and glanced at the words that his entourage was writing.

The middle-aged man can't read a few words, but judging from the books on the desk, he should be a studious and enterprising person.

"You seem to be very nervous," the attendant said with a smile, "you don't have to be afraid, you are one of our people if you help us with things, as long as you can keep your mouth shut, if there are other things that need to be done in Hengxiang in the future, we will definitely I think of you first."

With so much reward, the middle-aged man was really moved.

After the entourage finished speaking, he opened the bag, picked up the contents and flipped through it, his brows raised high.

"It turned out to be a wanted criminal for murder and arson?!" The entourage said in surprise.

"What wanted criminal?" The middle-aged man said with a guilty conscience, "I can't read, I think they hid this thing deep, and this bloody coat, so I just took it and brought it back."

The entourage didn't speak, just glanced at ten lines, quickly looked at the book in his hand, and then looked at the bloody clothes in the bundle.

The blood stains on the bloody clothes are very old and have been there for many years.

The same is true for the text on the book, the paper is all yellowed and curled.

I don't know who wrote it, but the handwriting is neat and correct, and they are said to be the people who Xuanyan killed in Pinghe in 17 years.

Most of the critical words on this page have been crossed out with extremely thick crosses, and the word "shit" is written crookedly.

On another page, there was a third handwriting, which was also crooked, and it read: "The wicked cannot be killed? Do justice for the heavens, and the wicked should be punished!"

Three kinds of handwriting, three different shades of ink, but they are all old, there are so many years of work.

"Pinghe," Sui said in a low voice, "so familiar."

"Pinghe," the middle-aged man couldn't help but said, "it's a place name, and it's in the southwest of Tongdu."

The attendant glanced at him indifferently, and the middle-aged man immediately choked up and didn't dare to answer any more.

That's right, the entourage remembered that there was a person from Pinghe next to them, and he would ask about the case later.

He put away his things and asked, "Can you find out anything else?"

The middle-aged man saw that he wasn't suspicious at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, I asked the innkeeper and said that they were so strange that they kept inquiring about the government since they came here. And Hengxiang guards the place."

"Inquire about the affairs of the government?" The follower frowned.

"correct!"

The follower nodded, looking solemn.

"My lord, don't worry about this," the middle-aged man continued, "I spent a small amount of money when I asked the innkeepers, so they won't talk nonsense in front of those two people."

"Understood." The follower said lightly.

The middle-aged man stopped talking, and obediently waited for him to speak. At the same time, his eyes quietly looked at the burden, and then looked back at the face of the entourage.

He watched the girl write this book stroke by stroke. The yellowed paper was white and brand new. She evenly poured tea on it, and also dipped it in some special medicinal powder. The corners were slightly crumpled. , and then evaporated to dryness.

He carried this burden all the way here, feeling apprehensive, but looking at the appearance of his followers, he didn't seem to have any doubts.

The attendant didn't know what he was thinking, so he was quiet for a while, got up and said: "Go back, no one can tell what happened today, the money will be sent to your house tomorrow, but remember not to show off, if someone finds out that you sent it A small sum of money will cause more trouble later on."

"Yes, yes, the little one knows!"

"I mean, the trouble you will encounter." The follower warned indifferently.

The middle-aged man nodded and bowed, saying yes again and again.

The attendant waved his hand, indicating that he could go.

　qwq, thank you Hua Ari for your rewards all the time, I love you! =3=
　　
　
(End of this chapter)