To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

The next morning, it was misty and rainy.

People were already lying in ambush at the dock.

A boat appeared on the water. The moment it stopped, the people who were ambushing in the water poked their heads out and climbed onto the boat. Only the sound of fighting was heard inside for a while.

Mingheng grabbed a person and threw him onto the wooden bridge.

"Sir, the people have been caught."

Song Wang was delaying the prefect and others, and hurried over after receiving the news. In the small wooden house in the suburbs, there was only a candle standing on the table. As soon as the door was opened, the candle went out.

"..."

Everyone looked at the candle.

Ming Heng lit it, and Jiusu exchanged a few candles in the system, and they were able to barely illuminate the cabin. The warm glow made the people present feel less cold.

Song Wang has a way to make him speak.

The trouble was, he didn't understand.

The captured man had brown hair and green eyes, and was obviously not from here. They all thought that he was from Xige. The two places did not speak the same language, and this was Lingcheng, so they could not find anyone who could speak this language.

Jiusu coughed lightly, and she seemed to understand. It was English, but it was not quite the same. It was probably the language before it was perfected.

"In fact, I was born with an interest in these languages, so I taught myself and can understand about 80% to 90% of them."

Jiang Jing raised his head with a slight smile on his face. He looked at the shocked Song Wang and the others, and couldn't help feeling proud. Asu was not from this era, maybe he learned it at that time.

He really wanted to go back to A Su's time.

Are all the people there excellent, peace-loving and positive? According to Ah Su, it can be very tiring, but no one has lost their love for life.

If so, they will love everything again.

"Ming Heng, pen and ink."

The Xige man's hands were released to prevent him from escaping, but his feet were still tied. He held the brush in his hand, feeling helpless, until Jiusu gave him a feather pen, and he was very excited.

Said a few words of gratitude.

He wrote down what he wanted to say on the paper.

Jiusu said: "He said his name is René, why are you arresting me?"

As for why she could understand it, three parts were real talent and seven parts were feeling, commonly known as sense of language.

Song Wang crossed his arms and looked doubtful.

Really?

He said, "Then please tell him, Miss Jiu, that we are officials sent by the imperial court to arrest the tobacco dealers. Ask him to explain clearly who he is and why he did this."

【Silver Leaf-2】

[The English-Chinese Dictionary has been put into storage]

Jiusu pretended to reach into his backpack and took out a dictionary. After looking up the words he didn't know, such as "imperial official" and "tobacco leaves", he wrote down the questions he wanted to ask on a piece of paper.

René complimented her English.

He wrote a long article on the paper.

Jiusu said: "The envoy of Xige State had a good relationship with a minister of Xu State, so he recommended this thing to him. The minister thought it was profitable, so the two of them made a deal."

"Who is the minister?"

“I have no idea.”

“Who is his boss?”

“Alger.”

After getting useful information, Song Wang did not delay any longer and rushed directly back to Su Ming County to find the prince. Jiang Jing also wrote a letter and sent it to his father in Shengjing.

René kept following behind and talking to Jiusu.

Jiang Jing didn't understand the language of Xige, but he could understand René's eyes full of surprise. He had a strong sense of crisis and walked up to the woman.

"Asu, are you sleepy?"

"Some." Jiusu rubbed his brows. He had just finished interrogating other people and didn't get any useful information, but he did see a girl from Xige country.

She has delicate features and is very beautiful.

It was René's sister, Anne.

An Mi sat obediently aside, looking at Jiang Jing from time to time. She had longed for Xu State since she was a child, so she learned the language of Xu State and could understand the conversation between the two.

"If you are sleepy, go to bed. I can accompany you, Master."

Jiu Su: "?"

Jiang Jing frowned and said, "Mingheng, what are you still letting them do here? Take them to the prison immediately and wait for the Marquis's order."

Anmi looked at the two people who walked in, swords in their hands.

He refused repeatedly in a sneerful tone, "No, no, no, no, we are from Xige. According to the friendship regulations between the two countries, you have to respect and protect us."

There is indeed such a regulation.

Jiang Jing knew it well.

Jiusu chuckled and said, "Really? I kind of forgot. Before we figure out the rules, we need to tie you up. If what you said is true, you must apologize."

"You!" Anmi's face turned red with anger.

Seeing her brother being tied up obediently, she could do nothing. It was because they were in a weak position. She was tied up and the only thing in her eyes was the handsome young man.

Jiusu leaned on him and took a nap.

Anmi was very envious.

In a cell in the prison, which was covered all around, the prefect and Shao Jie were smoking tobacco. Their laughter echoed all around. Suddenly, Shao Jie grabbed the prefect's hand.

"My Lord, I will die with my eyes wide open!"

The prefect shook his head and said nonchalantly, "As long as you help me sell this item, I can help you leave the prison without anyone noticing. Don't worry, I'm just looking for a scapegoat."

Shao Jie smiled bitterly: "I won't live long, this thing is poisonous."

pat.

The pipe fell to the ground.

The prefect smacked his lips and instantly lost interest. He called a doctor, and sure enough, the doctor saw that it was a sign of death. There were only two people left in the prison.

Shao Jie continued to smoke his tobacco, tears streaming down his eyes. Blurred, he seemed to see his past self, "I can't go back!"

"Smoke, smoke, smoke! Stop smoking!" The prefect's back was covered with sweat and he threw his pipe to the ground.

He was afraid that he would not have much time left, but fortunately, he looked different from Shao Jie. He would definitely see a famous doctor when he returned.

If he dies, no one can live!

The entire mausoleum city is filled with burial objects!

Shao Jie laughed but no sound was heard. It was a painful suffocation. His nicotine addiction came back again. He picked up the scattered tobacco leaves on the ground and swallowed them all. His throat was sore.

No one knows.

He died in prison that night.

The Shao family knelt in front of the yamen and cried their hearts out. They only stopped after the prefect gave them a pension.

"Really? It's just such a small amount of money. Your Excellency is really stingy."

Hard work pays off.

After a whole night, we finally tracked down the person who smoked this cigarette.

Jiusu bought a shop and used it as a smoking cessation center.

Jiang Jing used both soft and hard tactics to spread knowledge. Some people regretted listening to him and were willing to go. Some people were unwilling to leave this thing, so he said indifferently: "Kidnap them!"

For the first time, people felt that arresting people was a good thing.

The rumors of death caused by possession by monsters were also proven false. Everyone's impression of Xige country became extremely bad, and they all cursed the country openly and secretly.

When Anmi heard this, she was very angry.

"Why do you want to ruin the reputation of the Sig Kingdom?"

Jiusu Ni glanced at her and said with a smile: "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it. Doing bad things and still wanting a good reputation is like a whore building a memorial archway."

Anmi knew it was not a good thing to say, so she said, "You are a bitch."