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"Miss Yun, don't worry, as long as these people dare to enter Jingping County, I will have a way to prevent them from leaving tonight."

It wasn't until the time when the lamp was about to be turned on that a majestic city could be seen from a long distance away, and Chang Qing, who was sitting on the shaft of the chariot, turned around and was quite confident.

Yun Jiu'an kept patting his face that was going numb from the cold, "What can you do?"

"The Chengwan Army of Jingping County once received some favors from me. If I let him stop the suspicious person's carriage in the city, he can still do such a small thing."

Yun Jiu'an couldn't help but look at him with admiration. He, a proton's entourage, was actually kind to a county magistrate, and the inside was probably not so simple.

But in order to help her expose her own background, she doesn't need to go deep into people's kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs.

At the gate of the city, he paid the silver and let the woodcutter drive the ox cart to turn around.

Naturally, he needed a guide to enter the city, but Changqing just reported the name of Wanjun, and the two city gate soldiers let them go.

At this time, Jingping County was not like the bustling scene of Kyoto City, the roads were wide, the lights were dim, and there were bursts of laughter from the restaurants along the street.It is mixed with guessing orders, singing and drinking, presumably those sluts who don't want to go home are still living the nightlife of feasting and feasting on this snowy night.

Considering that after traveling for a long time, those people must also be at the top here, and it should be too late to catch up with them.

As soon as Changqing entered the city, he wanted to find Wanjun to ask him to help, in case those people left the city overnight.I don't know if it was Yun Pingan's luck or God helped her, the two of them didn't go far into the city, and she saw the man with the scar that she had seen during the day.

It's just that the man with the scar had already put on a suit of armor at this time, and he was among a group of soldiers escorting a dozen or so boxes.If it weren't for the windbreak lights on the restaurant and Yun Jiu'an's sharp eyes, who would have noticed that the man with the scar would be hidden among the armored soldiers?

She followed the group of soldiers calmly, Changqing also noticed her strangeness, followed her gaze and saw her target, her heart tightened, and she followed closely.

In the wind and snow, the armored soldiers finally entered a brightly lit mansion with a dozen or so boxes.And the plaque hanging high in the mansion reads: You Mansion.

When the open side door was closed heavily, the two left.

Changqing knew that Yun Jiu'an might be exhausted, so he took her to find a nearby inn, put her in the upper room first, and then went to find his friends.

He was really tired, so Yun Jiu'an asked Xiao Er Duan to serve hot food and vegetables to have a full meal, and then drank hot tea to soak his feet for a while.

Just when she put on her shoes and was about to squat at the gate of Youfu, Changqing came back.

"I just asked the magistrate of Jingping County. You Mansion is the mansion of You Congjie, the magistrate of Jingping County. Those boxes that were put in are for Magistrate You to marry a daughter tomorrow. A special dowry."

"Magistrate You marrying a daughter?"

Yun Jiu'an frowned, why could a man with a scar, married to a county magistrate, get in among those soldiers?Were those cages filled with the people she was looking for?

She asked, "Where is Magistrate You's son-in-law from?"

Changqing's brows and eyes also showed tiredness, he said: "His son-in-law is Duan Yi, the third son of the Duan family in Zhacang, Zhacang is more than 300 li away from Jingping County, after traveling for many days, he has already rested in a big inn. Tomorrow morning, I will go to You's house to pick up the bride."

He seemed to know what Yun Jiuan was thinking, and said with a smile: "You can sleep in the inn with peace of mind tonight. I have asked Wanjun to send people to guard the front and rear doors of Youfu. If someone is found to be secretly moving something , he will call someone to inform me immediately. Of course, Magistrate You is his boss, no matter how kind I am to him, I dare not tell Miss Yun's purpose."

"Thank you, Brother Yun, for being so considerate of me." Yun Jiu'an nodded, and sighed: "Even if we know that the man with the scar is a captive, we don't have the ability to break into the county magistrate's mansion overnight to find him. We can only wait for more people tomorrow When you are confused, sneak in and check."

I don't know what's going on with Fu Yuanhao. If he knew that Fu Dingbo and Yun Ping'an had been taken captive here, he would definitely send someone to rescue him overnight.But now such a snowy night, who can run overnight to report to him?If people who shouldn't be alarmed are alarmed, I'm afraid they will have to scare the snake. The gain is not worth the loss.

She apologized to Changqing: "Brother Changqing has worked hard, for the time being, you should go eat something and have a good rest. I will see if I can find someone to report to my cousin tomorrow morning."

Changqing said: "Miss Yun doesn't need to ask someone to report the letter. I have left secret notes for the young master all the way. If the little highness is settled there, he will definitely come over. If our young master comes, your cousin In order to find his son, he will definitely follow. Now we just need to keep an eye on the scarred man and keep him out of our sight."

Hearing this, Yun Jiu calmed down for a while, and after Changqing went to the next room to rest, she sat down for a while.The physical fatigue was reduced by half, and then I fell asleep with the quilt in my clothes.

It didn't take long for me to fall asleep when the rooster began to crow.She got up in a startled state, still wearing the coir raincoat and bamboo hat, ran outside the inn, and could see the red light hanging high in front of You Mansion from a distance, and there were already people coming and going.It should be that the people in Youfu have been preparing to marry a daughter early.

Yun Jiu'an lowered his head and wanted to walk towards You's Mansion, when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I prepared You Fu's boy's clothes for you last night, you can change them before you go."

It turned out that Chang Qing, who was sleeping in the next room, heard the movement and immediately followed out.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yun Jiu'an raised his bamboo hat, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

Changqing said indifferently: "With the girl's temperament, if I told you, you might not wait until now. If the girl doesn't rest well, how can she find the strength to find someone?"

Yun Jiu'an was speechless, is she that reckless?

When she came out after changing her clothes, Changqing also changed into a bloated cotton robe.

Yun Jiu'an was fine, she didn't wash her face all the time, she was afraid of washing off the black powder on her face, so she changed her clothes and put on a hat, she looked like a serious boy with delicate features and eyes.

But Changqing is different, wearing a cotton robe, with a slightly slender figure, really looks like a landowner.

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The dignified Jingping county magistrate marries a daughter, and there is no way it will not be lively. Officials and gentry from all over the world will definitely come to congratulate.

It was only at the end of Mao's time, and the gate of Youfu was already bursting with firecrackers, gongs and drums, and the cheerful and festive suona was blowing very loudly.Accompanied by the sound of children laughing and begging for red envelopes, some congratulatory guests have entered the door with gift lists.

You Congjie, the county magistrate, was sitting in front of the lobby in a brocade-embroidered gown, smiling so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

When someone sang the congratulatory congratulations of Mr. Song, Prime Minister of Baonufang, You Congjie stood up from the grand master's chair in a jerk, and greeted him from a distance, "How dare you bother Mr. Song to come to congratulate you in person? I dare not be an official. .”