Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 672
Fu Jiuqu casually put the letter into his sleeve, and said calmly: "I openly published a tabloid, asking Bai Xiaosheng about the escaped prisoner's whereabouts, and promised a hundred taels of gold. He didn't ask me who I was, and told me the address... "

Xin Yi was a little confused.

The warden didn't happen until after receiving the fake Bai Xiaosheng's letter. She had already classified the fake Bai Xiaosheng as an accomplice of the gangster.

but……

"Based on that, the fake Bai Xiaosheng is a neutral person, and he really sells news for money?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Not necessarily."

He looked at the suspicious eyes of Cao Yi and Xin Yi Qiqi, his face froze for a moment, and there was an inexplicable indifference in his voice.

"Recently, the inspector of the imperial city has been very tight, and it is entirely possible that the other party threw out the discarded son."

Cao Yi nodded, and said with deep meaning: "It doesn't matter whether it's an abandoned son or a bait. If the person is gone, finding this fake Bai Xiaosheng is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Fu Jiuqu smiled lazily.

"The reason why I paid a lot of money for information was not for these few people..."

He glanced at the corpses with disgust, determination and confidence in his black eyes.

"A chess piece that can be thrown out at will, even if it is not dead, there will be no valuable clues from its mouth..."

Xin Yi exchanged glances with Cao Yi and Cai Qi, and suddenly felt blessed.

"You just want to get this letter?"

"That's right." Fu Jiuqu said: "Most of the fake Bai Xiaosheng's letters seized in the past came from the Daxiangguo Temple. Now that the Daxiangguo Temple is under the supervision of the Secretary of the Imperial City, it is no longer possible. Then the place where the letter was delivered is Fake Bai Xiaosheng's location..."

There is no problem with such speculation.

"The problem is this letter, what can you see?"

Fu Jiuqu took out the letter slowly, and smiled slightly: "This is hard for me. How about we find a dog?"

Xin Yi: ...

Fu Jiuqu suddenly handed the letter to Xin Yi.

"Isn't Eleven good at smelling?"

Xin Yi's tooth socket was almost crushed. If there were no outsiders present, he might have to bite him twice to calm down.

Fu Jiuqu smiled unconsciously, and pulled her back.

"Don't be impatient! Take a few sips of tea and wait for the dark."

·
Night falls.

The city of Bianjing, which had been hot all day, began to drizzle.The summer heat recedes a bit, the lanterns come on, the river lanterns are full moon, the riverside plays and songs, and the rainy environment is as beautiful as a grand scene in the world.

Wuzaxiang is another scene.

The lights are black and the fire is dark, and the air seems to be filled with a decadent atmosphere.

A few Jianghu people in coarse linen clothes and bamboo hats walked in the drizzle alleys.They did not speak to each other, kept their distance, and walked on without saying a word.

The people in the alley occasionally looked up.

silence.

In the dark alleys behind this bustling city, there are those who sell dog skin plasters, fortune tellers, those who play and sing with broken pianos, and those who put on makeup and powder and laugh at people under the lonely lamp.

Creepy, like entering the underworld.

This is a world isolated from the bustling.

It seemed as if the sky above had disappeared.

The drizzle was pattering down, and the people in the alley kept silent and guarded against the strange faces from outside.

A group of people quickly shuttled through the shadows of the night and stopped at the door of a Mingyi shop.

There was a terrified scream from within.

There are people coming and going in the alley, but no one cares.

People seem to be used to such screams.

boom!
The wooden door was kicked open.

A half-sized boy with blood oozing from his shoulder was being chased by an old man with gray hair.The old man was holding a machete in his hand, cursing and swearing, he didn't know what he was talking about, his voice was like whimpering.

Several people broke into the door.

The room is full of Mingyi, paper money, and joss sticks.

Behind the hanging Mingyi, there was a small square table. Sitting beside the square table was a middle-aged man with a hulking back and a ferocious face. When he heard the sound of the door falling, he looked up in amazement and cursed.

"Where did the pickle come from..."

The voice stopped suddenly, his hands trembled, and he almost knocked over the porridge bowl.

"Guangling County King?"

Fu Jiuqu looked at the big man's appearance and frowned.

The big man pushed away the small wooden table, brushed off the hanging Mingyi, and walked towards Fu Jiuqu.

"Your Majesty... are you here to arrest me?"

The big man is very tall, moving in the narrow and dark room, like an iron tower, with a great sense of oppression.

Cheng Cang, who was beside Fu Jiuqu, drew out his saber...

The big man didn't run away.

"I knew this day would come sooner or later, I never thought it would come so soon..."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes, "Do you know me?"

The big man didn't speak, turned around and took the scimitar from the old man's hand, pushed him into a cage in the corner and sat there, helped the child up, and straightened his blood-stained clothes.

"Go change clothes and eat."

He handled all this calmly, as if it was a normal thing for the old man to slash and chase the child with a machete.

"The old man is getting old, he won't recognize anyone when he goes crazy..."

He opened his mouth, and his laughter was extraordinarily loud. Looking at the silent Fu Jiuqu and the gleaming waist knife in front of him, he shut his mouth for a while and cleared his throat to sigh.

"Jun Wang, how did the Jun Wang find me here?"

Fu Jiuqu sneered.

"When is it your turn to ask this king?"

The muscles on the big man's face twitched twice, and there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes. He stared at Fu Jiuqu for a long time, and suddenly said:

"More than 20 years ago, I stole from a wealthy businessman because of my family poverty. He was dissatisfied, once because of Shangguan's insulting words to General Di, he fought with Shangguan, accidentally killed him by mistake, and was sent to prison for interrogation..."

Having said that, he asked Fu Jiuqu back.

"Has the county king never suspected the cause of General Di's death? I thought you came back to Beijing this time to avenge the general?"

Xin Yi was slightly startled.

Di Qing is bold and righteous, and he never makes friends in the army, no matter how high or low he is, and he gets along well with the soldiers.After his death, there are not many people who remember his kindness, but because of this, there are not many people who are obsessed with avenging him...

Fu Jiuqu looked at him with the usual expression.

"You are Qiu Junshan?"

The man's eyes lit up, "The king knows the villain?"

Fu Jiuqu: "I know you, but I don't know why it's you..."

A hint of excitement appeared on Qiu Junshan's face.

"Jun Wang, sit down, sit down and talk slowly."

·
Qiu Junshan laughed so hard that he didn't think the Mingyi shop was too narrow, so he moved the stacked paper money and clothes inside to make room for a table, and took out two jars of wine and a few wine bowls from the back room, Fill up separately.

"I delivered the letter."

Seeing that Fu Jiuqu and the others were not moving, he picked up a sea bowl, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said:
"The other day, I saw that there was a reward offered to Bai Xiaosheng for the whereabouts of several prisoners, and he offered a hundred taels of gold. I was tempted and took the risk to hand in the letter. I just don't know how the county king found me?"

Fu Jiuqu: "The letter smells like ghost paper. You are the only ghost clothes shop in Wuzaxiang."

Anyone who has smelled the smell of Mingzhi knows that it is an easily distinguishable smell.

Qiu Junshan was stunned and scratched his head.

"The king of the county is wise, I was too careless."

Fu Jiuqu: "Why did you do this?"

Qiu Junshan said: "To tell you the truth, I was one of the six prisoners released by the warden in Kaifeng Mansion. But I don't know why the warden let me go? After I escaped from prison, I have no There was nowhere to go, so I followed them to Wuzaxiang, but I was really different from the five of them, and it was difficult to make a deal, so I took the initiative to leave to find another livelihood..."

He looked at the old and the young in the room.

"There used to be a male owner in this house, the son of an old man, who fought in the Northwest Army... Mother died early, and his wife ran away with someone, and unfortunately he was injured by his crazy father. Please take care of me when I die. His family is young and old, so I settled down in Mingyipu."

Fu Jiuqu half closed his eyelids and didn't speak.

Qiu Junshan sighed.

"Since I escaped from prison, there is no place for me in this huge city of Bianjing..."

Fu Jiuqu: "Why don't you leave Bianjing?"

Qiu Junshan's eyes turned red, "General Di's revenge has not been avenged, how can I leave Bianjing?"

·
The green curtained carriage stopped at the Daxiangguo Temple Bridge.

The rain has lightened a bit, and they are here to bid farewell.

Cao Yi hesitated, turned around to the side of the carriage, and silently pressed the bamboo hat on his head.

"Is it wrong to leave Qiu Junshan in Wuzaxiang?"

Fu Jiuqu opened the curtain, looked at him for a moment, and smiled suddenly.

"Master Cao has a better way?"

Cao Yi looked at his indifferent dark pupils, and subconsciously glanced at the silent pretty face beside him from the corner of his eye, wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it down.

"Chonglou, Qiu Junshan is a criminal committed by the imperial court. We don't report what we know, and let us run away. If something happens, I'm afraid..."

"I will take responsibility for the accident."

Fu Jiuqu's tone was firm and forceful, "Qiu Junshan acted recklessly, but he kept his promise and would never betray you and me. If Mr. Cao is foresight, he can withdraw from the plan. Just pretend that he has never seen me before and doesn't know what's going on tonight."

Cao Yi remained motionless.

Drenched in the rain, looking at him.

Cai Qi looked at this, looked at that, cleared his throat, leaned forward, patted the rain and mist on his body, and said with a smile:
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just that a few people died and a prisoner was released? What's the big deal, what's the responsibility, I will bear it with my young master, it's none of your business..."

"you shut up!"

"you shut up!"

Fu Jiuqu and Cao Yi spoke in unison.

Shouting Cai Qi so hard that he couldn't open his mouth, the two looked at each other and regained their composure.

Cao Yi said: "Chonglou, I want to avenge my teacher just as much as you do, but you and I must not break the laws and regulations. If you act upright and sit upright, you will not go astray..."

The corner of Fu Jiuqu's lips twitched mockingly: "Speak uprightly with the weasels? Then why not just surrender?"

"Alright, alright."

Cai Qi raised his hand to cover the top of his head.

"It's raining heavily, let's all go back to our homes. On the other side of Wuzaxiang, there is Chazi from the Imperial City Division watching. You can just go back to sleep and discuss tomorrow!"

Fu Jiuqu smiled and put down the curtain.

Cao Yi stood where he was, staring at the domestic carriage as it slowly left. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Zijin, have you noticed that the Chonglou is becoming more and more chaotic now?!"

Cai Qi smiled, "Really? Didn't he always do his own way and disapprove of his relatives? Let's go, Mr. Cao, don't think too much. He is a cat, with nine lives, nothing will happen."

　Xin Yi: The Anti-rape Squad opens, everyone remembers to work together.

　　Cao Yi: Definitely, I am very happy and will definitely do my best.

　　Fu Jiuqu: Not happy.I really want to kill someone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)