The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 12

The sun is blue and blue, and the goshawks pass through the clouds and let out a long cry. In the mountains below, in the fields of acres and acres, farmers are working. Occasionally straightened up to wipe off the sweat on their faces, and scolded the children running around on the edge of the field. In the eyes, the four people walked in two fronts and two backs on the road coming from the mansion.

Three of them looked familiar, the first two were Mr. Liu's confidantes, and the back was Li who was whispering to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old, dark-skinned young man. This kind of scene was often seen, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Lower your waist and continue to pull weeds and throw them on the ridge of the field, and let your children pick up the piles one by one.

The four figures coming from the other side of the road were looking at the two Liu family nursing homes walking in front, winking at Geng Qing, winking, and speaking in a low voice.

"When will that share be given to me?"

"Don't worry, Lizheng. When I get to town, I'll change hands with them. I'll get some for you first. If it's not enough, I'll make it up later."

"Row."

There Zheng nodded knowingly, quickened his pace a little, walked to the front and talked to the two nurses, Geng Qing followed behind without saying anything, quietly looked at the three backs, and thought quickly in his heart. How should my son divert to the county seat, otherwise he would go back like this, and he would have to be beaten to death by the villagers who knew about the matter.

Soon after returning to the town, Li was inviting the two nurses to drink a cup of tea at his house before going to Gengjia Village, talking and joking all the way. Naturally, the two of them didn't dare. How could they come to the door for tea, so they declined and urged Geng Qing to lead the way.

"There is still a long way to go. How about letting the younger one hold the burden first, and then change hands when you get tired halfway?" Geng Qing looked anxiously at the burden on the shoulders of a nurse, as if worried that the 60 taels would be taken by the two of them. As if walking, the two nursing homes probably understood this kind of mentality that had never seen the world, smiled at each other, and gave the young man the burden. Anyway, they had to follow along the way, and they were afraid that a thin and weak mountain man would not be able to escape. .

"Geng Qing."

Over there, Lizheng saw that he was getting the burden, so he called him according to what the two of them had discussed quietly just now, and Geng Qing apologized to the two nursing homes over there: "You two wait a moment, Lizheng might have something to do with the younger one, go and find him." back."

"Go, go, hurry up!"

The two knew that Wang Lizheng was getting close to their master, so naturally they didn't think too much about it, and then they saw the young man trotting into the house with Lizheng.

In the room, Geng Qing swiftly grabbed two ingots of silver from the burden, there were a dozen of them, and stuffed them into the sleeve without any trace.

There was approval in his eyes: "That's right. Later, if you want to hang out with Mr. Liu's house, I will intercede for you. Go, go back to the village quickly, and settle the matter."

"The little one is thanking Guoli for helping me, so I'll take my leave first."

The two nursing homes who had been waiting outside for a while were about to go over to urge them, when they saw the young man hurrying out with a bag on his shoulders, and before he could speak, he spoke first, with a somewhat hasty tone.

"The two of you have been waiting for a long time. Just now, when you entered the house, Li was telling the younger one to go to the city to buy some high-quality rouge and gouache for him as it was still early."

"This..." the two guards are a little embarrassed. It's an errand to send Geng Qing all the way back to Gengjia Village, but Lizheng and Mr. Liu are on good terms. Well, no matter how close your confidant is, you can't afford to suffer.

Seeing the two hesitate, Geng Qing hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, took out the remaining dozen or so wen from his belt, and stuffed them into their hands.

"It's still early in the morning, one trip is enough, even if it's too late to return to Master Liu, it's still due to the dedication of the two of you, not to mention the slightest sloppy"

The long sound of the last two words is like a confusing tone: "Besides, no one else knows."

The two over there hesitated for a moment, glanced at each other, took the copper coins in their hands, and followed Geng Qing to Feihu County first. They dared to agree, and naturally they were not afraid of the other party's escape.

Looking at Geng Qing who was walking in front, he stroked the copper coins in his belt.

"If he dares to run, the Golden Knife Gang and the master in the city can be regarded as friends, and if they are asked to help search, are you afraid that he will run out of the city?"

"They're all heroes of the rivers and lakes. Only ghosts can run away."

"Accommodating two things in one day, we can be regarded as showing our faces in front of the master, haha!"

Geng Qing vaguely listened to the words coming from behind. He had thought about the relationship between the Golden Knife Gang and Mr. Liu before. Being robbed?
It was almost noon, and the three of them arrived in Feihu County. There were still people coming and going as before, but there were fewer vendors weaving mats and selling shoes, which seemed a bit bleak. Under the banner of the Golden Knife Gang, people from the rivers and lakes holding swords squatted nearby, silently or vigilantly staring at the figures entering and leaving the city gate.

Geng Qing vaguely felt that it should be related to the previous assassination, and then thought of the female assassin, whether she is still lurking in the dark and waiting for the opportunity.

'It would be great if we could still meet each other. It's enviable to be so high and high. '

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" "The person in front stops, turn around and let me compare and draw!"

In the distance, there was a flutter of chaos on the street in front of him. Amidst a few shouts, four or five green forest men with weapons caused a commotion. After comparing the several portraits in his hand, he kicked the man to the ground and spit out a mouthful of saliva.

"It doesn't look like it, why do you shake it in front of me, and delay Lao Tzu from receiving the reward!"

Here, Geng Qing looked curiously for a while, and the two guards next to him poked him in the waist: "Hurry up and buy the rouge you are looking for, and I have to go back to your village!"

"I know I know."

Geng Qing smiled and nodded again and again. Out of the corner of his eye, the Jianghu gangsters in front of him were shouting and shouting. He turned around and suddenly pointed to a shop next to him.

"Look, isn't that right?!"

The two nurses looked in the direction they were pointing at, but before they could see what was written on the door plaque, one of them was knocked to the side stall with an 'ouch' sound, and the other rushed to help, Geng Qing took two steps back and pulled He opened his voice and pointed at the two people who hit the booth and yelled.

"Catch the assassin! The assassin who assassinated the county captain the day before yesterday is here!" "It's the two over there!"

The two nursing homes were stunned for a moment, and the people and street vendors passing by in the surrounding city stared at the two of them closely. In less than two breaths, they turned around and ran away one by one, screaming.

"Where is the assassin?!"

Hearing the word 'Assassin' in the distance, the Golden Knife rushed towards this side with the knife as if it had helped the people of Jianghu beat chicken blood. Someone nearby hurriedly raised their fingers to the two guards who were dazed on the booth.

"It's them!"

Seeing a group of ferocious Jianghu big men surrounded in front of them, the two guards came back to their senses, their hairs stood on end, the blood faded from their faces in fright, and they waved their hands hastily.

"No he's talking nonsense, we're not!"

"No? Then stick your head out!"

The quack man holding the portrait couldn't help but pull the two of them in front of him. After comparing the portraits and finding that they didn't look like each other, he scolded his mother, "It's not an assassin, why are you screaming!?"

Let his subordinates press the two of them to the ground, and after a while of punching and kicking, they turned to the next street.

ouch ouch hello.
With bruised noses and swollen faces, the two struggled to get up from the ground while supporting their waists, hissing and moaning. When they remembered Geng Qing, there was no shadow of each other over there. Only then did the two realize that they had been fooled. Regardless of the pain in their bodies, they cursed angrily: " This cunning thing!"

Immediately, they limped and helped each other to search along the street.

And not far from Fangjie.

Amidst the bustling noise, the treacherous Geng Qing walked on the bustling street with a bag on his shoulders, asking others for the location of the county government all the way, then quickened his pace, and found the location of the county government according to the directed address.

The yamen servant holding a water and fire stick at the door naturally didn't let him in, and waved his hand away: "Leave quickly, you can't enter the yamen without a lawsuit."

"Brother, I'm from Gengjia Village in Niujiaji. I want to see the county magistrate on something."

The two guards at the door looked him up and down in his shabby coarse linen clothes, "You?"

Just about to laugh out loud and chase people away with a stick, Geng Qing hurriedly opened the bag, revealing a gap, and in the sky, a piece of white snow flashed into the eyes of the two yamen servants.

"Can I come in now?"

The two of them didn't speak, put away their sticks, waved the other hand quietly, turned their heads to look in other directions on the street, and turned a blind eye to the young man who swaggered past them.

　Almost forgot, this book hasn't been updated yet

　　
　
(End of this chapter)