Martial Arts: I just want to lie flat, I make all bad friends

Chapter 118

March fourteenth, rain.

The continuous drizzle continued to fall from the sky, and the sound of "tapping" on the roof of the carriage made people feel a little upset.

The south of the Yangtze River has been full of misty rain since ancient times.

Whether it's the damp moisture in the air, or the light rain that has lasted for a day in the sky.

It all shows that their carriage has entered the border of Jiangnan.

Hanwan sat on the carriage, swaying her smooth feet, and glanced at Bai Xiuzhu opposite.

I saw that the other party was sitting cross-legged on the seat with his eyes closed, with an appearance of "I'm practicing, don't bother me".

He bit his lip.

He was still practicing at this time, which showed that the man in front of him was not the kind of person who didn't care about his own strength.

But it happened that he still refused his request for spiritual cultivation.

Really
Elusive!

"Master, we have arrived in Zhenjiang, and we are only two days away from Peach Blossom Castle."

The driver performed his duties and reported the itinerary to Bai Xiuzhu.

Although he failed to earn the 500 taels of gold that day.

But the Bai family gave more money than other families in Baoding when they hired people.

This job was hard-won, and the coachman naturally didn't want to lose such a lucrative job.

Bai Xiuzhu opened his eyes.

"Then let's enter the city."

At this moment.

A voice came to Bai Xiuzhu's ears.

"Stop! Get off!"

Bai Xiuzhu's words were not surprising. In any larger city, people who entered the city would be inspected.

The fear is that some merchants do not pay taxes after trading goods.

Therefore, we often check when entering the city.

If there are goods, we will give you a tax in advance and give you the documents. After the transaction is completed, you can pay the remaining tax according to the documents.

of course.

Whether the tax collected in advance went into the treasury or into the pockets of local officials, only God knows.

Jiangnan has been a prosperous region since ancient times and has been a paradise for merchants to trade. Such inspections are also essential.

Bai Xiuzhu doesn't like people coming and messing around in his car.

So I just put my hands in my arms, took out a few taels of tax money, and stretched out the window.

But what he didn't expect was that.

The person outside the window took his silver, and then said again.

"Please ask this young man to get out of the car. We need to check whether there are any contraband."

Attitudes have indeed shifted, but check?
Could it be that the money was not enough?
Bai Xiuzhu took out a silver ingot again and stuck it out of the window.

Unexpectedly, after being caught this time, the man spoke again.

"Sir, there is a rule that contraband must be checked."

Bai Xiuzhu:? ? ?

Is there anyone who refuses to do anything after receiving money?

"Master, you'd better come down first. They don't seem to be from the government."

When the coachman saw Bai Xiuzhu's silver ingot being accepted, he felt particularly distressed. It would be great if the money was given to him.
Bai Xiuzhu was even more surprised when he heard this. If you are not from the government, you still dare to collect money at the city gate?
Do you really regard the Ming Dynasty Law as a decoration?
And do the people in the government eat dry food?
He lifted the curtain, propped up the oil-paper umbrella and got out of the car.

I saw that the person standing next to the carriage was indeed not wearing official clothes.

It was a group of people wearing silk and satin belts and plain knives. These people also had the same logo on their chests. It was probably the symbol of the gang they said.

Seeing Bai Xiuzhu getting off the car, the leader hurried up to meet him.

"Master, I'm really sorry. Recently, someone has been secretly smuggling salt. There are regulations that all vehicles must be inspected."

It should also be Bai Xiuzhu's money that played a role.

This guy had a particularly good attitude and kept apologizing. "Smuggling illegal salt is also a matter for the government. What does it have to do with your gang?"

The person smiled and explained to Bai Xiuzhu.

"Young Master, you don't know something. Our Changle Gang was entrusted by the government to investigate this matter."

Bai Xiuzhu didn't pay attention to what he said later, but paid attention to the name of their gang.

"Your name is Changle Gang? Then who is your gang leader?"

"Our leader is the 'Eight-clawed Golden Dragon' Situ Heng!"

Bai Xiuzhu shook his head, it was really the Changle Gang he knew.

He glanced at the simple knife on the man's waist again, nodded and said, "Go and check."

With a big wave of his hand, the man greeted the helpers behind him.

"Go in and check, be careful, don't get this young man's car dirty!"

At this time, Hou Hou also came to the car under the umbrella.

This Changle gang has never seen such a beauty?
I was just stunned at that moment, and there was even a bit of lewdness in my eyes.

"Does it look good?"

There seems to be some coquettish meaning in Houhou's words.

But the murderous intent that followed these words made the man's hair stand on end.

"pretty"

After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to look at Wan Wan again.

He himself is an acquired cultivation base, otherwise he would not be the leader here.

But what Houhou said just now made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.

Seeing this, Bai Xiuzhu shook his head. Although this rose is delicate and beautiful, it also has thorns.
Half an hour passed.

After his subordinates finished checking, he nodded at Bai Xiuzhu.

"Young master, it's over, you can leave now."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Houhou again, even though he was warned with his eyes.

But it’s not illegal to look at it.
Wan Wan asked Bai Xiuzhu curiously in the car.

"You have such a good temper? Let them take your money and then come and rummage in your car?"

Bai Xiuzhu straightened the messed up blanket: "They are not from the Changle Gang, or not just from the Changle Gang."

Of course he was not happy either.

But when you are away from home, you can do as little as possible.

Especially after he guessed the person's identity.

Huanwan was stunned when he heard this.

"What do you mean?"

Bai Xiuzhu smiled: "The leader's sword is the standard sword of the Ming Dynasty. Most people don't dare to use it randomly. Besides, he dares to collect money at the city gate in broad daylight. Who do you think he is?"

He had seen those officers and soldiers killed by the robbers in Chang Wecong's government office before, and all the knives they used looked like that.

"You mean they are from the government?"

Bai Xiuzhu nodded.

"Maybe, maybe not."

He couldn't help but think of the origin of the Changle Gang in the original book.

A group of criminals gathered together because they were afraid of the "Order of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil" on Xiake Island, and found a scapegoat to go to the island for themselves.

Now it seems that there are not only those who have committed crimes in the Jianghu.
I'm afraid there are still the white gloves of those officials.

If they are offended, there are plenty of reasons to trouble Bai Xiuzhu.

Again.

Save trouble if you can. Anyway, the person didn't do anything to offend him. He just took some money, which was not a big deal to him.

But neither Bai Xiuzhu nor Wan Wan knew.

At the gate of the city where the drizzle was pouring just now, a man in ragged clothes was staring at Houhou with fascination.
(End of this chapter)