Step on a branch

Chapter 285
The carriage pulled over and stopped.

Qin Luan lifted the curtain and took a look, but did not get out of the car in a hurry.

There are many merchants and pedestrians coming and going in this area. These days, there are layers of checkpoints, and delays on the road are inevitable.

Especially near the bayonet, the officers and soldiers will inevitably line up to check.

At this moment, it was still a while before their turn.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the carriage moved forward slowly, and continued to wait according to the command of the official.

Qin Luan raised his hand, and Fu Ling twirled and flew out from the cuff.

Rao Ji had already seen this flying paper figurine, and was still flustered by this little thing.

Touching his chest, Ji couldn't help but mutter to himself: My own people, my own people!

Fu Ling flew out of the window, and lay on the roof of the car against the net of the car.

It's a good seat.

No one will pay attention to a piece of paper on the roof of the car, but Fu Ling can see all directions and hear all directions, and has a superior vision.

Qin Feng was also very curious about this little paper figurine.

He wanted to ask something, but his throat hurt badly.

Aluan is really amazing.

Letting him pretend to be sick is not only bluffing on the surface, but also grasps a lot of details.

He is a person who is "too sick to speak", and his voice really can't utter any complete sentences.

A Luan said that when the time came to a crisis where he had to speak, his brother would not be stopped by this little pain.

Qin Feng knew that this was fallacy.

Happily, fallacies are very reasonable.

The handlebar-mounted old Lu jumped off the frame, looked ahead, and came back soon.

"I'm checking an old lady." Old Lu said.

It was a rather elegant carriage that was questioned.

I don't know which wealthy businessman's family it is, an old lady took her grandson on a long trip.

The officials asked the question over and over again, and they were unwilling to let it go.

There were two other passers-by behind the carriage, and one of them shouted to the official: "Masters, hurry up, it will be dark if we drag it on, and we are still waiting to deliver the goods."

The official scolded: "What's the rush!"

"An old woman, a little child, what kind of court criminal can I be?"

The official was very impatient: "There is an old woman in Beijing who wants to be arrested!"

"That's it," the man said carelessly, "then you take him back to the city to ask, if he is, then he will be locked up, if not, then he will be released, and it will save so many of us from waiting. Look at the back, the queue is long. !"

The officials looked at the queue and scolded their mother.

Or, grab it first?
When the old lady heard this, her face turned pale immediately: "What are you arresting? Why are you arresting the old woman? The old woman has a citation, and she didn't commit any crimes. Why..."

"No reason," the official interrupted the old lady's words, "If I were you, I would come to the city with us. Whether it is true or not, it will be determined in the Yamen."

The old lady was stunned.

The official came to pull her, so she quickly hid.

While tugging, the child cried out loudly.

The officer didn't have any scruples, and tried his best to drag the old lady away: "It's not wise to resist arrest."

"Let her go, let her go."

All of a sudden, a person slowly walked over behind the official messenger and stopped him.

The officer was about to lose his temper, but when he turned his head, his ferocious face was instantly filled with a flattering smile: "Sixth old man, why are you here? It's a mess here."

"You don't know people, it's hard to identify them," said the sixth old man, "I've seen those people before, come and try your luck."

This Sixth Old Master is a member of the Yan clan.

In terms of seniority, he is the cousin of Duke Fu and the Empress Dowager.

I have been to the capital several times in the early years, and I have seen some people.

The old lady who was stopped by the officers and soldiers was not like the Mrs. Yongning Hou in his memory.

The sixth old man said so, of course the officers and soldiers obeyed, and let the grandparents and grandchildren pass through.

Then, it was the pair of passers-by who stepped forward to be questioned, and they quickly passed the pass.

Fu Ling quietly returned to the carriage, and shook his head at Qin Luan in a low voice.

Ji couldn't understand, and asked anxiously, "What does it mean?"

"Not optimistic," Qin Luan said, "There is a difficult character."

Ji's heart skipped a beat.

I want to ask more, but that paper man, no matter how powerful it is, is just a piece of paper, it only opens its mouth but can't speak.

There can only be some simple communication between the big girl and it.

Qin Luan thought about it, took a pill and gave it to Qin Feng.

"After we got out of the car, my brother held it in his mouth." She said.

Qin Feng asked her about the efficacy with his eyes.

Qin Luan said: "It won't be too comfortable, but it's useful. After you pass the test, you can spit it out and you'll be fine soon."

When the Anjia horse team went up, from the leader to the entourage, they were questioned very carefully. Even the goods on the horses were opened by the officers and soldiers before they were released.

Now, it's Qin Luan's turn.

Qin Luan and Ji Shi got out of the car, and handed over the quotations as before.

"There is one who is very sick and can't move." Ji raised the curtain to give the officers and soldiers a look.

"The one in the car, what's wrong?" the officers and soldiers asked.

Ji replied: "The doctor said it's stasis, which cannot be cured."

The faces of the officers and soldiers turned pale in an instant, and they subconsciously wanted to step back.

The sixth old master looked Ji Shi and Qin Luan up and down.

Speaking of which, he only knew the eldest princess, Xiangjun and Mrs. Hou, and the widow of Duke Ding's mansion had very little impression. As for the juniors of the Hou's mansion, he had never seen them before.

He could only stare at it, trying to find out if he had any imagination with Qin Yin and his wife.

This woman's hands have thick joints and a pair of big feet, she looks like she is used to physical labor.

maybe……

The same is true for those who practice martial arts.

The sixth old man took a step forward to lift the curtain of the car.

Mrs. Ji hurriedly stopped him: "The poison is severe, our family members are not afraid, you..."

The sixth old man didn't believe it: "Get out of the way."

Ji's face showed hesitation.

Qin Luan hid behind Ji Shi, squeezed her palm lightly, and timidly said "A Niang".

Ji Shi understood, and stepped aside.

The sixth old man opened the car curtain and smelled a stench, and he couldn't help frowning.

Looking again, there was a young man lying in the dim compartment.

The young man was breathing very rapidly, looking half dead.

Squinting his eyes, the Sixth Old Master wanted to see his appearance clearly, but in the next moment, a trace of fear flashed across his face.

The young man had several sores on his face, which was very scary.

No wonder it is said to be poisonous.

All poured from the body to the face, and of course it couldn't be cured.

The face is like this, and it is probably the same on the body, no wonder there is a fishy smell.

The Sixth Old Master backed away in disgust, and cursed "bad luck" twice.

The officers and soldiers originally wanted to climb into the car to check, but seeing the reaction of the sixth old man, they didn't want to get in the car even though they were curious.

"Let's go, let's go," the officers and soldiers returned Wen Yin to Ji, "Hurry up and go."

Qin Luan got into the car first.

When the Ji family came up, seeing Qin Feng's appearance, she almost sprained her foot, and was supported by Qin Luan.

"This..." Ji Shi was dumbfounded.

Just before getting off the car, the eldest son was not like this!

Jun Shengsheng's face became like this, ouch...

　Thanks to the book friend Xiaoyuanzi for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)