After traveling through time, the adults were completely in my hands

"Da da da", accompanied by a burst of rapid horse hooves sounds, a group of Jinyiwei galloped on their way to the capital.

Jindou and Wei Qing rode on the same horse. They kept their backs straight and tried to keep a distance from the person behind them.

But as the horse galloped, his back kept pressing against Wei Qing's chest uncontrollably, for fear that the guy behind him would think that he was taking advantage of him. Jindou had to slide into Wei Qing's arms again and again, and then quickly straighten up, exhausted and dizzy.

At this time, Wei Qing, who was sitting in the back, was in a situation ten times worse than Jindou. Jindou, who was sitting in the front, not only slipped into his arms again and again, but also twisted around in front of him, making him feel like his whole body was on fire, with dry mouth and uncomfortable heat.

Unable to bear it any longer, Wei Qing slowed down his horse and deliberately fell behind the group. Then he put his head close to Jindou's ear and shouted in a low voice, "Can you be quiet and stop moving?"

"Second... Second brother, I really didn't mean it. It's really me... I couldn't help myself." Jindou's face flushed and he stammered as he explained quickly.

Wei Qing thought about how Jindou and Congkai had been secretly playing cards every day when he had asked them to learn horseback riding. His anger welled up again, and he couldn't help but scold them again: "Look at you, I asked you to learn horseback riding, but you were so sneaky and refused to learn."

"Second... Second Brother, I tried my best, but I just can't learn." Jin Dou listened to Wei Qing's angry voice in his ear. He was afraid that Wei Qing would get angry and throw him off the horse. So he hurriedly said tremblingly, "Second... Second Brother, why don't you... let someone else take me."

"You..." After hearing what Jin Dou said, Wei Qing was so angry that he wanted to throw Jin Dou off his horse. Just as he was about to say something else with a sullen face, he heard a Jinyiwei shout in front of him, "Sir!"

Wei Qing looked up and found that the Jinyiwei in front had already stopped and were looking at him and Jindou with strange eyes.

Oh, look at the adult lowering his head and putting his mouth close to Jindou's ear. It looks like a young couple whispering in each other's ears.

However, this Jindou is a boy. Could it be that their masters have not yet married because... When the Jinyiwei thought of this, they all shuddered!

Wei Qing looked at his subordinates staring at him one by one, and his face flushed. He forced himself to calm down and asked, "Why did you stop?"

Oh my god, the master actually blushed, could it be that the master really likes..., the Jinyiwei in front widened their eyes, feeling as if there was thunder rolling above their heads!

This was the first time Wei Qing was stared at like this by his subordinates. It was as if he had been caught having an affair. He immediately felt uneasy and raised his voice again, shouting, "Tell me, why don't you move forward?"

"Ah?...Ah" The Jinyiwei finally recovered from their shock after hearing Wei Qing's shout, and they quickly withdrew their gazes.

"Sir, the road ahead is impassable due to the heavy rain in the past few days and the rolling rocks." Xie Xiaohu came to his senses and replied hurriedly.

Wei Qing frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's go back through Qianzhou City."

At that moment, the group turned their horses around and galloped towards Qianzhou City again.

Qianzhou City wasn't far from Qingshui County, and the group soon arrived at the city's borders. As they rode forward, they suddenly saw a small house just off the road. Two lanterns hung above the door. It looked like a teahouse or similar shop had been opened there before.

At this time, in front of the house, there was a man squatting on the ground burning paper money, and next to him were several prefectural officials.

"Sir, isn't the one burning the paper money the Qianzhou prefect, Sir Song?" Xie Xiaohu tightened the reins, stopped the horse, and turned to Wei Qing in confusion and asked.

Qianzhou City was a place where the Jinyiwei had been several times while handling cases, so they naturally knew the prefect. But at this moment, a dignified prefect was actually burning paper money here. Xie Xiaohu was extremely surprised.

At this time, Wei Qing and his subordinates also stopped their horses and looked towards the house from afar. After they saw clearly that the person squatting on the ground and burning paper money was indeed the Qianzhou prefect, they were all filled with doubts.

"Second brother, there is something strange about this house," Jindou suddenly said on horseback.

"Is there something strange?" Wei Qing was a little confused.

"Yes, look at the pair of lanterns on the door," Jindou said, pointing with his finger.

"Lanterns?" Wei Qing and the other Jinweis immediately focused their attention on the pair of lanterns when they heard Jindou's words.

I saw the pair of lanterns swaying on both sides above the door, but there was nothing strange about them.

"Second brother, look at it now, there is not even a trace of wind," Jindou reminded.

"Yes," Wei Qing and the other Jinyiwei looked at the lanterns again. Isn't it true? There is not even a trace of wind on the roadside, but why are the lanterns swaying as if they are blown by the wind?

"Let's go and take a look," Wei Qing said, and then he took the golden beans and rode forward.

At this time, Mr. Song, the prefect of Qianzhou, who was squatting on the ground burning paper money, looked up at the group of people at the reminder of the yamen runners. After seeing who was coming, he was so shocked that he immediately threw the paper money in his hand to the ground, stood up, hurriedly tidied up his official uniform, and hurried forward to greet them.

"I didn't know Lord Wei was coming, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I hope Lord Wei will forgive me." When he arrived in front of the horse, Lord Song was frightened and bowed quickly.

Wei Qing dismounted and took the golden bean with one hand. He then bowed and said, "I am just passing by. Sir Song, there is no need for such formalities."

"But..." Wei Qing pointed to the place where Lord Song had just burned paper money and asked in confusion, "Why is Lord Song doing this?"

"Alas, Lord Wei, you may not know. My daughter is a naughty child. A few days ago, she was riding a horse and passed by this house. For no apparent reason, she fell off the horse and immediately passed out. She hasn't woken up since. My wife heard someone say that my daughter's soul might have been taken away by the ghosts in this house. They said that if I burn some paper money here and chant a few words, my daughter's soul will return. I had no choice but to do as I was told."

"Falling off the horse for no reason?" Jindou, who was standing next to them, suddenly interrupted.

"Yes, I heard from the servants who followed my daughter that she fell off her horse without any warning when she got here."

Lord Song looked at Jindou and saw that he was not wearing the official uniform of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. However, thinking that this person had just ridden on the same horse with Wei Qing, he thought that they must have a close relationship, so he answered respectfully.

"Is there... ghost in this house?" Wei Qing asked, frowning and looking at the house next to him.

"Well, this is a long story. If Lord Wei doesn't mind, please come to my house and sit down for a while. Let me talk to you about this matter, okay?" Lord Song requested.

Wei Qing thought for a moment and said, "Alright, then I'll go and bother you."

"Oh, Lord Wei, what are you talking about?" When the prefect Lord Song heard that Wei Qing agreed, he was overjoyed and hurriedly led the way, leading everyone to his own house.

At this time, in the residence of the Qianzhou prefect, the wife of the prefect, Mr. Song, was crying so hard that she almost fainted as she looked at her daughter lying unconscious on the bed.

"Madam, you must take care of yourself. The young lady is already like this. If you cry and get hurt, what will the master do?" The nanny standing next to her advised.

"But I only have this one daughter. If anything happens to her, what will you and I do?" Mrs. Song cried.

"Madam, please don't be too anxious. Didn't the master go to the place where the young lady fell to burn paper money today? Maybe the young lady will wake up soon," the nanny comforted Madam Song.