Fengqi Jingshi

Chapter 203 The World Knows (1)

The things on the car were very heavy, and the men were sweating profusely after carrying them for a while.

A counselor was sitting on a reclining chair beside him, shaking his cattail fan slightly, half-closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, but as soon as someone stumbled under his feet, he would immediately open a pair of sharp eyes to look over.

After unloading the cars one by one, the men who unloaded the cars changed to another group. The few who just arrived were a little sloppy. One of the young men stumbled on his feet several times and was stared at by the counselor several times.

The young man is a bit weak, but he has a thick skin. He is not afraid of those soldiers with knives standing around him, so he asked the counselor with a smile:

"Sir, what are these? Why is it so heavy, like lifting a stone."

The counselor glared at him, but didn't say anything, and soldiers were about to come up.The young man hurriedly said:

"Sir, don't be angry, don't be angry, I won't ask, I won't ask." He said and walked in with his pockets on his back.

Who would have thought that when he panicked, he tripped over the threshold when he entered the door, and fell down, with the heavy pocket on his back pressing on him.

The counselor's eyes shrank, and a soldier took a whip and whipped it up. The young man hurriedly rolled on the ground to hide, and the soldier's whip fell on his pocket.

With just one click, the pocket was torn open, revealing the cotton inside and a shiny golden thing.

The young man got up from the ground, trembling with fright, knelt on the ground begging for mercy, but saw the counselor's reaction was a bit strange, staring straight at the torn pocket.

He also looked over, and saw a little black on the edge of the golden thing, like a fly crawling on it.

The counselor stood up from the reclining chair, looked at all the people present, and then walked over to remove the cotton, only to see more gold bars that were two fingers wide in the pocket.

Under the candlelight, a bunch of golden things were extremely dazzling, dazzled the eyes of everyone present.

The counselor squatted down, carefully picked up the gold bar with the black spot with both hands, and looked at it carefully in front of the candle. The more he watched, the more frightened he became, and he suddenly called out to the people following him:
"No one is allowed to leave, wait for the order!" After shouting, he ran towards Uncle Liu's yard with the gold bar in his arms.

Uncle Liu Guo has a good taste, invited a famous actor in the capital, and taught him to sing in a babbling opera. He was singing "Zou Maicheng". !

The counselor rushed in with a pale face, slipped and fell to the ground, and the big knife in Uncle Liu's hand fell on his neck with a whizzing sound.

The counselor was startled, got up holding the gold bar, pointed at the gold bar and stammered:

"Uncle Guo, this, this, there is a problem!"

Uncle Liu Guo raised the big knife in his hand, waved his hand, and the people behind him retreated knowingly, leaving only a few cronies behind.While taking off his beard, he said nonchalantly:
"what's up?"

The counselor hurriedly handed over the gold bar in his hands, leaned over and said:
"Uncle Guo, take a look, and weigh it again."

Uncle Liu Guo took it, squinted his eyes and turned the gold bar around to look at it. The black spot was clearly in sight. He stroked it with his hand, and there was a sharp gap.

With a bang, the gold bar fell from his hand to the ground, and he said coldly:
"Whose tribute is this?"

The counselor lowered his head and hurriedly replied:
"Uncle returning home, this was sent by someone from Jingzhou Yang Wanguang!"

"Yang Wanguang?" Uncle Liu Guo slammed open the folding fan in his hand, fanned it twice, and asked again:

"What about the performance appraisal? Where did it go?"

Another counselor hurried forward and said:
"Jingzhou is slow this year, and it is already on the way."

Uncle Liu Guo shook his folding fan, snorted coldly, and said:
"Yang Wanguang is brave enough to fool him with this thing." Then he closed the folding fan with a bang, tapped the fan bone on his hand, and said:
"Go and ask Huben Camp if there is anything unusual on the way back. We can't wrong good people."

Someone was leaving in a hurry. Uncle Liu Guo glanced at the gold bars on the ground, stepped on them, and walked out, saying:

"Send it to Father to have a look."

Someone behind him responded, and Uncle Liu Guo went out on his own.The counselor hurriedly followed, trotted with his chest in his mouth and said:

"I'll ask someone to check all the inventory, and now they are stored separately when they are delivered, so it is easy to check."

The wind was blowing under Liu Guojiu's feet, he hummed coldly, and said:
"Cha, if someone dares to commit suicide, let him die!"

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Fifty or sixty miles away from the capital, a group of letter soldiers galloped on horses. Seeing that the night was too dark, they had to find a post station to stay.

The inn in front was not big, if it weren't for the two lanterns hanging at the door, it would be easy to be overlooked in such a dark night.

A group of messenger soldiers shouted and jumped off their horses, and entered the post station noisily.After a while, a few lights were slowly turned on inside, and an old man came out wearing clothes and carrying lights, and when he saw them, he gave way inside.

There are soldiers who often walk this way. Seeing the old man, he was a little surprised and said:
"Last month, it was old Xu, why did you change?"

That Yi Cheng smiled and said:

"My lord, you don't know that old Xu Tou has reached his age, and he went home to hold his grandson to enjoy the family happiness! I just changed to me this month. My surname is Jiao. You can call me Old Jiaotou!"

The messengers were all young people, rushing into the house in a hurry, no one cared whether he was old Xu or Jiaotou, and only told him to bring food and drink.

Old Jiaotou responded, and after a while, fresh melons and fruits, marinated pig ears, hot noodle soup and wine were brought out from inside.

A group of people ate and drank, very satisfied with Xinyicheng's craftsmanship, and greatly praised the delicious food.After eating, it was late at night, and the road was full of dust, and these young people were also tired, and they lay down in disorder when they entered the house, and fell asleep.

Old Jiaotou also went back to the house, took a nap for a while, and saw that the sky had brightened.He got up, hummed a little tune, took out a sheepskin bag from the cabinet, and entered the room where the soldiers lived.

"Young man, you can really eat and drink! Look at this sleeping one, how sweet it is!" Old Jiaotou looked at the snoring soldiers and said to himself.

After searching, he found a box among them, opened the lock on the box very skillfully, took out sheepskin bags one by one, looked at the name on it in the morning light, and found the word Yang Wanguang, and the old Jiaotou let out a hey , put the sheepskin bag I brought in, closed the box again, and locked the lock, and then walked out lightly with the sheepskin bag I had replaced.

The morning sun is so good, with the smell of earth, mixed with the fragrance of green grass, cool and comfortable.Old Jiaotou walked around the post station, humming and went back to the back kitchen.

After a while, smoke curled up from the back kitchen, and a fragrant smell came out.

(End of this chapter)