Yu Jun

If it is according to what Magistrate Zhou said, Mo Qianlan can prepare a coffin for Mo Lingfeng at this time.

The cold wind still sneaked in, and the heavy cloak on Mo Qianlan's body moved accordingly. He raised his eyelids and looked at County Magistrate Zhou with an indifferent expression: "Then I have to thank you."

County magistrate Zhou made him sarcasm: "Your official. This official is incompetent. The county has been looted by thieves year after year. It is really not rich. This official is incompetent."

The bandits wandered between Jia County and Heshan County for not a day. If the banditry had just started, we would try our best to suppress the bandits, and we wouldn't let the bandits get so big. There is today's disaster.

But even a county magistrate in his district can't go to the top of his beak, he can only be incompetent-incompetent and incompetent.

"Jiedu Envoy, this envoy speaks more bluntly, so don't blame me," Zhang Gongfeng said, "When a thief opens his mouth, it is a year's tax for the Jeju government. It can be said that if there is a shortage of people and money, the Jiedu envoy still needs to make a long-term plan."

"The thief will see the money tomorrow, but Zhang Gongfeng wants to think about it in the long run?" Mo Qianlan sneered: "That's right, Zhang Gongfeng is a person who has no relatives and generations, how can I know the pain in my heart."

Zhang Gongfeng never expected Mo Qianlan to be so venomous, his expression froze, and he secretly comforted himself: "He is mentally ill, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

He frowned tightly: "But tomorrow is the sixth day of the lunar new year, where does the [-] guan come from? Even if Heshan County is stripped down to the skin, it will not be able to raise [-] guan."

Mo Qianlan rolled his eyes: "The priest wouldn't think that I came here for tea, would he?"

The two of them were an official and an envoy, and the county official of Zhou had a low position and was caught between the two. He only felt that he was an ant, and if he was not careful, the two of them would rub their fingers to death.

Just when Magistrate Zhou was trembling, a corner of the door curtain suddenly opened, and a fluffy head poked out: "Master!"

County magistrate Zhou hurriedly pleaded guilty and got up, opened the door curtain and walked out, leading his bearded master to the roll shed, his stooped back finally straightened, raised his slap and slapped the master's head crisply, pressing His voice scolded: "Who are you calling me master? Do you think my life is too long? How dare you call me master in front of Jiedu envoys and imperial envoys!"

"Yes, yes, old Magistrate Zhou."

"Say, what's the matter!"

"A lot of Taiping vehicles came outside."

"Taiping car?" Magistrate Zhou raised his foot and was about to go out, "What are you here for?"

The master quickly said: "I don't know, it is said that he is from Kuanzhou."

County Magistrate Zhou raised his foot to the ground: "Kuanzhou? You don't want us to pay for the autumn grain?"

"I don't know," the master twirled his beard, "The leader also said that he wanted to see Mo Jiedushi."

County magistrate Zhou felt agitated, seeing the master's head full of hair, eyebrows, and beard, he became more and more disturbed, and wished he could shave it into a bald scoop, so he gave him a hard look: "I don't know anything, it's better to raise you." Raise a donkey!"

The master was so drooping that he didn't dare to answer back, he was not convinced in his heart - can the donkey endure without paying his salary for two months?

Magistrate Zhou scolded the master away, took a deep breath, pulled himself together, rearranged his clothes, returned to the second hall humbly, and told Mo Qianlan that there was a Taiping car looking for him outside.

Mo Qianlan stood up, didn't find fault with him, but patted Magistrate Zhou on the shoulder: "It's my people who have arrived, go out and have a look."

Magistrate Zhou followed Mo Qianlan's hand and looked up.

He saw that Mo Qianlan had a line of blood between his brows, which was obviously caused by kneading hard when he had a headache. Under his eyes, there was a black and blue color, which was full of sorrow and sadness. I can't hold it anymore.

He forgot his situation for a moment, thinking that Mo Jiedushi is really a pitiful person.

Zhang Gongfeng also got up, and when the three of them arrived outside the Yimen, they saw Taiping carts swinging out from the Yimen, and they could not see the end. On each Taiping cart, there were two large camphor wooden boxes. For some reason, the crushed yellow-flowered horse lowered its head and panted, and deep and wide ruts were formed on the ground.

Yin Bei stood at the front and bowed to Mo Qianlan: "Master, I exchanged [-] coins first, and brought two boxes of gold."

The sorrow on Zhang Gongfeng's face turned into horror.

Mo Qianlan signaled him to open it and have a look: "That's enough, just ten thousand guan."

He turned his head to Zhang Bong and said: "Ah Yao is a priceless treasure to me, but I didn't expect it to be worth only ten thousand guan in the hands of bandits, a bunch of ignorant things!"

Zhang worshiped "hehe" twice.

Yin Bei opened a camphorwood box, the inside was bright yellow, full of brand-new copper coins, a box of one hundred coins, and the hatchback weighed nearly a thousand catties.

Magistrate Zhou stared, opened his mouth and stretched his neck, his head was almost buried in the box, his salivation could no longer be concealed.

"Send them all," Mo Qianlan folded his hands in his sleeves and looked at the sky, "Go now."

Zhang Gongfeng got goose bumps in the cold wind: "I didn't expect Jiedushi to have such a big hand."

Mo Qianlan couldn't wait for a moment, and didn't want to pretend to be with him anymore: "Isn't the emissary here for this? How could he not have thought of it?"

Zhang Gongfeng's heart skipped a beat, and even the slightest expression disappeared from his face. He watched the Taiping car make a difficult U-turn and was about to send it to Niujiling, where the robbers camped, and fell silent.

Yin Bei led the horse over and helped Mo Qianlan get on the horse. Mo Qianlan held the horse's bridle, lowered her hair and asked, "I'm going to pick up Ah Yao in person. Will I go to worship?"

Zhang Gongfeng took a step back: "No, swords don't have eyes, I'm afraid I won't have such good luck again."

Mo Qianlan sneered, beat his horse and left.

All of a sudden, the sound of vehicles in Taiping, Heshan County was endless, and when they arrived at Niujiling, it was already Haishi.

Taiping chariots surrounded the mountains, and the driver got out of the chariot and put down his whip. The face covered by the warm hat suddenly changed, becoming vicious and vicious, standing in front of the chariot, ready to strike at any time.

Mo Qianlan lifted his foot up the mountain.

Niuji Ridge is not high and the forest is sparse, but the terrain is steep and there are rocks everywhere. There is only one road to the mountain. The bandits have set up several passes here.

Mo Qianlan walked faster and faster, and the wooden fence that he saw in his eyes fell to the ground, and the tip of his nose gradually smelled of blood.

When he was entangled with Zhang Fengfeng, a hundred elite soldiers borrowed from the fort under the leadership of Zhao Shiheng rushed here and killed the thief by surprise. At this time, the battle must be over, and the mountains will be so quiet.

How is Ah Yao?

Ah Yao must be very good. How can he make Ah Yao a little bit wrong after devoting all his efforts to plan.

Mo Qianlan tucked up the corner of his clothes, took off the heavy and obstructive crane cloak, threw it to Yin Bei, and started to run wildly.

The losers left after the fight are everywhere, and further up, there is the grass hall, four or five chairs are broken on the ground, two dead bodies are lying there, only one tiger skin chair is still standing.

Standing in the grass hall, Zhao Shiheng opened his mouth to say something when he saw Mo Qianlan, but Mo Qianlan spoke first: "Ah..."

Unable to finish the two words, he began to cough "Hang Han" with a hollow sound, like a broken bellows, as if his lungs were empty.

He hunched over, coughed earth-shatteringly, blushed, and after coughing, he looked at Zhao Shiheng out of breath: "Ah?"

Zhao Shiheng stretched out his hand and pointed back.