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Chapter 168 Accident
"The food tastes wrong?" Ji Sibo was confused by Ji Cheng, how could the food taste wrong?

Ji Cheng scratched his head awkwardly, because he was too terrified, which made him a little confused. You must know that before he came out, the patriarch gave them repeated orders, and there should be no problems with money and food. If there is a problem, the entire Ji family will Catastrophe was imminent, so when he found out that there was a problem with the food, he was frightened and flustered.

Now that he had managed to gather his composure, trying to figure out the ins and outs, Ji Cheng said, "I switched defenses with that soldier, and I was leaning against the cart loaded with grain. After staying there for a long time, I suddenly smelled a strange smell. odor.

That smell is a faint musty smell, I thought it was because of the rainy day, but I sniffed myself and found that there was no such smell, and finally found that the musty smell seemed to come from the grain bag. "

Ji Sibo's eyes sharpened, and his expression was extremely solemn, "You said there was a faint musty smell on the grain bag?"

Ji Cheng nodded vigorously, "I was afraid that I smelled it wrong, so I went to smell it next to several other carts. The grain bags on several other carts also smelled like this!"

His nose has been relatively sensitive since he was a child. It didn't rain before, and he didn't lean against the grain bag like tonight, so he didn't smell it. But even so, he was the only one who could smell the faint musty smell. .

Because the matter was so important, even if he thought that he might be careless, he didn't dare to delay in coming to Ji Sibo.

Ji Sibo immediately turned around when he heard the words, and quietly went back to the side of the cart, pretending that he was checking the grain bags, but in fact he sniffed them fiercely.

He frowned, however, because he smelled nothing.

But Ji Cheng followed beside him, with obvious impatience on his expression.

Ji Sibo knew that Ji Cheng was not someone who would mess around, so he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then pulled Ji Cheng into the corner.

His voice was low: "Go and ask one by one to see which clansmen brought needles and threads. Remember, the movement should not be loud, and other people must not be woken up."

Ji Cheng nodded, there were hundreds of members of the Ji clan coming this time, even if there was the sound of rain covering him, Ji Cheng was afraid that he would make noises that would wake up the soldiers, so he took out a sweat towel from his arms and bit it directly. Broken finger, wrote three words on it, needle and thread?

He handed this sweat scarf to the members of the Ji clan one by one, and most of the members of the Ji clan shook their heads. After searching for more than fifty people, they finally found the clansman with a needle and thread on his body.

Ji Cheng was overjoyed, and pulled the man towards Ji Sibo.

Ji Sibo had been waiting by the side of the cart, and when he saw Ji Cheng bringing someone over, he waved his hand lightly, and Ji Cheng and that clansman surrounded Ji Sibo, using their figures to cover him up.

Ji Sibo drew out his sword, cut a hole in the grain bag, caught it with his hand, and the rice in the bag fell into his palm.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ji Cheng grabbed the opening with one hand and winked at the other person.

Seeing all this, the man finally understood why Ji Cheng was looking for needles and threads, so he quickly took out the needles and threads, and sewed up the opening with needles and threads.

And Ji Sibo had already turned his body slightly, and with the help of the faint firelight, he saw the rice in his palm clearly, his eyes turned cold instantly, and his face was covered with a layer of frost.

When Ji Cheng and the other person saw it, their expressions changed drastically, and they looked at the moldy rice in disbelief.

Ji Sibo stared at the rice coldly for a while, and only after the opening of the bag was sewn up with a needle thread did he put the rice into the purse.

He winked at Ji Cheng and the other two, and led them to another cart.

After concocting several carts like this, Ji Sibo's expression was extremely ugly, and the expressions of Ji Cheng and the two of them also turned pale.

It was full of moldy rice!
There is a full [-] shi of rice here!

They also randomly smoked a few carts, and the rice in the bags was moldy.

The clansmen holding needles and threads lost their hands.

In the end, he managed to sew up the opening, and looked at Ji Sibo nervously.

If they transport the rice to the three prefectures, the food that the victims regard as life-saving food cannot be eaten in the end. Will the victims riot?

Even if the victims did not riot, but the [-] shi of rice was unusable and the relief was delayed, Ji Sibo must be the one to blame. Who asked him to be responsible for delivering the food?

Even if Ji Sibo argued that he hadn't tampered with the food, who would care then?He is only a fifth-rank military general, and it is hard to say whether the fourth prince, Li Ze, will stand up for him.

There was a problem with the food, and the source of the food was traced to Li Chong, the third prince. Once it was found out, it was impossible to be the fault of the third prince Li Chong.

Apart from being questioned, Ji Sibo has no other way out, and even in the end, the entire Ji family will be implicated.

At this point, Ji Sibosi exuded a kind of hostility. He looked up at the carriage where Xu Wenbin and Zhuang Ping were in. His aunt specially warned him to be careful of Xu Wenbin. Does the matter of food have anything to do with him?
But thinking about it was wrong, since he took over the grain, Xu Wenbin had been under his nose, and he didn't believe that Xu Wenbin had such a great ability to steal the day.

So there is only one truth: when he was in the capital, before he took over, the food was tampered with.

Ji Sibo took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down the turbulent thoughts in his heart. He handed the full purse to Ji Cheng, and told him in a low voice, "Take this purse, go to the back to find aunt, and tell aunt about this matter." .”

At this moment, Ji Sibo was very glad that his aunt was following behind, and let's see if his aunt had any way to deal with it.

Ji Sibo knew that there was no need to delay, and he would not delay for a moment, "You set off now and ride horses overnight while it is raining. There are so many of us, and the others didn't recognize you all. You leave at night, don't let them find out."

Ji Cheng solemnly stuffed the purse into his arms, nodded solemnly, took a bamboo hat with him, and walked out of the ruined temple.

The other clansmen watched Ji Cheng leave in bewilderment, and all cast their eyes on Ji Sibo.

Ji Sibo made a gesture, and the tribe suppressed their confusion, and continued to watch the night seriously, without asking any more questions out of curiosity.

Seeing Ji Cheng's leaving back, Ji Sibo pursed his lips, feeling heavy in his heart, [-] shi of food. If even aunt can't help, what should I do?
For the first time, Ji Sibo felt that what he was facing now was more dangerous and terrifying than killing Japanese pirates in Ningbo Mansion.

Ji Sibo patted another clansman on the shoulder, and warned in a low voice, "Don't tell others about this, walls have ears, and when Ji Cheng finds aunt, everything will be fine."

He comforted his clansmen like this, and at the same time comforted himself.

(End of this chapter)