harmless youth like me

There used to be four evils in Jiading County: Xia Xiaoqi, Zhao Butcher, Tea Shop Wang Po, and Huayuelou Furong, but recently there was another evil Wang Qian'er.

Xia Xiaoqi's name is Maosheng, Xingqi, although his name is rough, his family background is not rough, because his three, four, five and six brothers died one after another, the elders gave him a humble name to support him.The Xia family produced seven Jinshi and three Tanhua successively. Their ancestors have been high officials for generations, and they are famous prime ministers.

Xia Xiaoqi is the youngest son, and the youngest son is generally inappropriate, and Xia Xiaoqi is indeed tasteless: Wen? Can't; Wu? No; Business?He only knows one thing: play.

Wang Qian'er is very beautiful, and he can knock down eight Huayuelou signboards just by his appearance, but unfortunately, he is also a frivolous boy, loves to laugh and play, he doesn't learn good manners, and he is a perfect match with Xia Xiaoqi.

Generally, when a wealthy family meets this kind of child, they are willing to spend money to donate a parentage, which will sound good in the future, but the Xia family can't do it. They have been scholarly for generations, they can't afford to lose this person!

Xia Xiaoqi's father is a Hanlin, and now Ding You is at home.

This day Xia Xiaoqi wandered over from the street waving her fan, but was stopped by Xia Hanlin and beat her up.Xia Xiaoqi threw the fan and fled, Xia Hanlin followed behind and chased after him.

Xia Xiaoqi shouted while fleeing: "A dignified Hanlin, a famous Confucian, dares to beat his son in the street, how decent is it!?"

Xia Hanlin didn't answer, he held up the long cane that grew from a ruler, chasing Xia Xiaoqi scurrying around.Coincidentally, Wang Qian'er was lying on the top of the wall, and when he saw this, he immediately pulled the brother in need up, Xia Hanlin was so angry that he stomped his feet.

Wang Qian'er said: "Master Xia, calm down, Xiao Qi will play with me for a while, and I will send him back later."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xia Hanlin to answer, he jumped off the wall. Xia Xiaoqi made a face at his father and jumped down too.

Xia Hanlin yelled for a while, but could only give up.

At this time, it was mid-spring, and the yard was full of flowers. Xia Hanlin's gifted scholar had an attack, and a Jiling was trembling all over his body, and his knees were itchy. He occasionally got a good sentence: Two peach and apricot trees reflect the slanting fence, decorating the alley with old friends Home.

Oh! What a poem! What a poem! Xia Hanlin smacked his lips, and was in a hurry to go back and write it down, but he let his son relax.

Xia Xiaoqi followed Wang Qian'er talking and laughing for a while, then suddenly stopped and said, "Oh! Not good, I lost the fan!"

Wang Qian'er asked, "Which one?"

Xia Xiaoqi said: "The one you gave me. No, I have to get it back."

Wang Qian'er stopped him and said, "Throw away the things that are not on you."

Xia Xiaoqi was still not reconciled, Wang Qian'er persuaded him to forget it, and then took him to drink, and made an appointment to go hiking on the mountain, Xia Xiaoqi forgot about throwing the fan in a blink of an eye.

That night, Master Bao of the county government slept until midnight, and was woken up by someone to offer treasures.He yelled in a daze, "What!"

The person who came was his dull son Bao Da, and he said: "Hey, it's terrible, I picked up a good antique!"

Master Bao was very surprised and said, "Let me have a look."

Bao Da turned around and offered the fan and said, "It was confirmed by Liu Laosan of Shangmafang pawnshop that it is a fan from the Song Dynasty."

Master Bao got angry and threw it back at him, saying: "There were no origami fans in the Song Dynasty, and only the countrymen valued such things. He, Liu Laosan, is a famous profiteer, hurry up, you bastard, you actually ran in front of him." It's embarrassing, do you still want my old face?"

Bao Dabai was scolded in vain and was very annoyed. When he left the house, he thought to himself: This thing is quite beautiful, but it is a pity that it is an unlucky thing, and it hurts the young master and me.So he ran for another three miles before throwing away the fan, cursing in his mouth.

Everyone in Jiading knows that the county magistrate doesn't care about things, but Mr. Bao is in charge.

Mr. Bao is in his early forties, looks like a five-inch nail, has a sallow face, a hooked nose, and a mouse beard. He speaks with a very sharp accent.But he also has some skills. He has to manage books and write social articles; he has to manage criminal names and handle cases; One can only be a staff member if one gets a good reputation, but one can afford everything.

It's a pity that he is also a villain who is unlucky in his life, and is often picked on by Xia Xiaoqi and Wang Qian'er.

It was rare for Xia Xiaoqi to get up early in the morning and see the petals falling to the ground one by one. She sighed in her heart that this good spring was ruined by the east wind.After thinking about it again, I was wrong. It was Lao Bao's fault that he didn't do anything about Dongfeng, Chunyu, catkins, butterflies, orioles, and cuckoos, so he rushed straight to the county government office aggressively.

Mei Xiang, the fire-burning girl of the county government, was washing clothes in the backyard, and she noticed that she could see her while washing.She looked up and saw a person quickly dodging behind the pillar, Mei Xiang wiped her hands on her skirt, rushed over and pulled the person out.

Mei Xiang said: "You don't even look at this place, it's sneaky!"

Xia Xiaoqi said: "Foul girl!"

Mei Xiang jumped up and said, "Hmph, rascal!"

Xia Xiaoqi smiled and said, "I made a mistake, good sister."

It just so happened that the master came out to scoop up water to water the flowers, and the master said, "Yo ho, isn't this Xiao Qi of the Xia family? Why, did you commit another crime?"

Xia Xiaoqi said: "Where is it, come and see Master Bao."

"Tsk tsk." The master secretary shook his head, "Old Bao knew you were coming, so he fled before looking out for fifty miles."

Mei Xiang pinched Xia Xiaoqi's arm hard, covered her mouth and smiled and left, Xia Xiaoqi was going to chase her when she heard someone yelling in the front hall.

The master yelled, "What's the noise?!"

A yamen servant rushed in and said, "Quick, quick! Call the old man! There is a lawsuit!"

The master said: "The lawsuits come out every month, what are you in a hurry for?"

"This is not the same!" said the yamen servant, "This time it's a life-and-death lawsuit!"

The master was shocked, and hurried to call the old magistrate.The folk customs in Jiading County are simple and honest, and it has been two years since the most recent life lawsuit.

The old county magistrate is not ready yet, and the gate of the county government office is already crowded with people.

East streets and west alleys, south and north of the city, storytellers, businessmen, opera singers, handle tricks, monkey jugglers, plaster sellers, crutches, children, schoolgoers, idlers, all kinds of people, and people watching the excitement. coming.

The drum in the yamen rang three times.As soon as the yamen servant opened the door, everyone rushed in, stuck to the railing and tiptoed to look down the hall.

There is a screen under the hall: the sun is rising; a plaque is hung on it: a bright mirror hangs high; on both sides stand avoidance cards, quietness cards, tiger head cards, and life and death cards; Shouting: "Wei—Wu—"

When the words fell, the old magistrate turned around from behind the screen step by step, straightened the black gauze, brushed the official robe, sat down solemnly behind the desk, and patted the gavel: "What's the noise!"

Immediately on the side of the yard, a woman screamed, "I'm wronged——!"

Everyone looked over there in unison, and then they were all taken aback, bowing their heads and discussing.

"Isn't this the Wang Po on Dongcheng Street? Why did you come here to complain?"

"Who knows?"

The princess of the tea shop, one of the five evils in Jiading, takes it as her duty to tell tales, sow dissension, and rant.

The old magistrate patted the gavel again: "Bring the plaintiff!"

All the yamen servants responded: "Bring the plaintiff to the court—!"

Wang Po stumbled and knelt down in the hall, and said: "The old lady kowtowed to Master Qingtian!"

"Duh! Who is in the hall? What are you telling me?"

Wang Po shouted: "Old lady Wang, sue the murderer who killed Cao Dalang!"

Everyone was shocked: "Oh!!"

Xia Xiaoqi was eavesdropping behind the screen, and at this moment she also let out a "huh": "Didn't Cao Dalang be killed by water thieves?"

Master Bao, who was sitting in the corner of the hall recording, almost lost his pen when he heard his words, thinking that he forgot to look up the imperial calendar today and met this hob meat again.

"Let's talk." The old magistrate said.

Mrs. Wang slapped her thigh, filled with righteous indignation, adding fuel and vinegar in the middle of her speech, and the narration was full of twists and turns, which was extremely exciting.Everyone listened attentively, with great interest, unable to stop.

According to Wang Po, her neighbor Cao Dalang had been doing business for many years before his death. As a result, due to unforeseen circumstances, he met a strongman halfway and ended up decapitated. His body was sunk in the river and his head was abandoned on the bank.

Her mother-in-law was also there when she was looking for the corpse, and carefully saw a fan dropped in the grass beside the abandoned well. She thought that Da Lang was a rough man in the medicine business, so how could he use such a good fan? It's a pity that she was a step too late. It was picked up by someone.

Unexpectedly, just three months ago, before Widow Cao's mourning dress was taken off, Mrs. Wang saw her having a tryst with someone, and this person was holding a paper fan, and it was the one next to Cao Dalang's corpse! The murderer who killed Da Lang! He is really an adulterer and adulterer, a wolf-hearted man, who murdered for money and killed him, with clear evidence of crimes!

When Wang Po talked about the excitement, she suddenly cried out, her voice was thrown into the sky, and everyone raised their hearts to their throats, and then fell with the voice, as if they had been jumping and jumping nine times away, it was really refreshing Incomparable, so they cheered in unison: "Good——!"

The old magistrate pondered and said, "Is there such a thing?"

"It's absolutely true!" Wang Po swore pointing to the sky.

"Where are those two now?"

"I'm waiting for you under the hall." Master Bao replied.

"Bring the defendant!" the old magistrate said loudly.

Immediately, someone who looked like a scholar was pushed up, followed by a sad woman.

"Ridiculous!" The scholar looked thin, his face turned pale with anger, and he straightened his neck and said, "How can something picked up be used as evidence for a crime? It's ridiculous!"

There was an example in this dynasty that a scholar could not kneel when he met the magistrate, but this scholar really did not kneel and stood in the hall gritting his teeth.

The woman plopped down on her knees and said, "Your daughter is wronged! Master Qingtian!"

The old magistrate asked: "Who is in the hall, what grievances are there, come from the truth!"

The woman kowtowed and shouted for grievances: "You are wronged, you are wronged, Mrs. Cao Zhang. This scholar is my cousin. He just stopped by to see me. How could it be a tryst? Women have always had festivals, she is talking nonsense, please don't believe her!"

"Bah!" Wang Po spat, "It's my cousin, a lonely man and a widow, who would believe that if you come out of a room early in the morning? If you put it that way, call your cousin the other day! A few years ago, I saw you It's not a good thing, flirting with Mr. Chen..."

Master Bao suddenly coughed heavily.

The old magistrate looked at him, Master Bao coughed again: "Cough!

The old magistrate understood, and threw the iron sign: "It is abominable to speak rudely in the courtroom! Come on, slap your mouth."

Two yamen servants rushed forward, grabbed Wang Po, swung the wooden sign round and slapped her three or four times.

Everyone applauded: "What a handsome effort!"

Wang Po was beaten until she screamed, the old county magistrate ignored her, turned to Xiucai and said, "Scholar, call me back."

The scholar bowed his hands and said: "every sentence is as my cousin said, students dare not deceive adults. A few days ago, students picked up a fan and saw that it was quite valuable, so they kept it for their own use. First lawsuit."

The old magistrate asked, "Where is the fan?"

The yamen servant presented the fan, and the old magistrate took it over and said, "What an agarwood fan."

Xia Xiaoqi, who was eavesdropping behind the screen, suddenly felt a thump in her heart, and hurriedly probed to see it. When she saw it, she was shocked.

Master Bao glanced sideways at his face, and thought to himself, what is this boy afraid of? Is there really something hidden in it? Looking at the fan again, alas, it is the one brought back by his son last night! This, this, this, could it be a Shocking case?!

Xia Xiaoqi didn't dare to delay, and ran out from the backyard of the yamen to find Wang Qian'er.

Wang Qian'er was sleeping at home, Xia Xiaoqi kicked open the door with one foot, and then opened the door with another foot, shaking him awake with bows left and right, and said: "It's fine, why do you think badly about his wife?"

"Ah?" Wang Qian'er was sleepy and staring, with disheveled black hair, and asked, "Who are you thinking about?"

"Widow Cao." Xia Xiaoqi said, "You actually pushed Cao Dalang into the river because of her? Well, you bastard, you are hungry. Widow Cao is 20 years older than you!"

Wang Qian'er tilted her head and asked, "What?"

Xia Xiaoqi finally said sternly: "Qian'er, something is wrong. The fan you gave me was handed over to the magistrate, and it became evidence of a murder case. We have to go to the yamen now!"

"Which agarwood fan?"

"OK!"

Wang Qian'er smiled and said, "How could the fan be broken into pieces of gold and white paper with my own random writing on it as evidence?"

Xia Xiaoqi briefly talked about what happened in the courtroom, and urged, "Hurry up, human life is at stake, and I'm afraid it will be charged at this moment."

When the two came to the county government office, they still climbed over the wall from the backyard, passed through the hall, and stood behind the screen.

There was a stalemate in the courtroom, one said yes, the other said no, and the county magistrate apparently lost his mind.The people outside the hall were also divided into two factions, and a few aggressive ones had already scratched their faces.

Master Bao yawned, rubbed his brows, and turned his head to see Xia Xiaoqi staring.

Xia Xiaoqi waved at him: "Old Bao, come, come."

Master Bao said hoarsely, "Get lost."

"Come on, master." Wang Qian'er poked out half of her head.

These two enemies! Master Bao sighed resignedly, got up quietly, and moved behind the screen.

Wang Qian'er grabbed him and squatted down, and said a few words in a hurry. Master Bao raised his head in surprise and asked, "Really?"

Wang Qian'er nodded.

Master Bao then turned to the front of the screen and whispered a few words to the old magistrate.

The old magistrate was scared away from the drowsiness he had just got together, and he raised his gavel and said, "Retreat! Retreat!"

Everyone was stunned, the old man, why? They were arguing very vigorously!

The old magistrate lifted up his official robe and walked back. Wang Qian'er and Xia Xiaoqi had already reached the flower hall one step ahead.

The old magistrate ignored Xia Xiaoqi, grabbed Wang Qian'er and asked, "Are you serious?"

"It's absolutely true." Wang Qian'er said.

"Ah," said the old magistrate, "where's the fan? Get the fan!"

The master presented the fan, and the old magistrate handed it over to Mr. Bao. Mr. Bao used a thin dagger to gently pick apart the first fan bone. Only half an inch away, he saw a small thumbnail on the agarwood. The large seal was carved with a very fine carving knife, and then painted with vermilion lacquer on the depression.

This chapter is incredible.The magistrate is an old Tanhualang, now 62 years old, and this is the second time he has seen this badge.

For a moment, he, Master Bao and Master Bao looked at each other in blank dismay.

But one thing is clear: the fan does not belong to Cao Dalang, nor does it belong to that scholar.

"This is mine!" Xia Xiaoqi said with her chest out.

Wang Qian'er gave him a hand.

"The money was given to me!" Xia Xiaoqi didn't pay attention at all, still confident.

——Could this embroidered pillow have a good background? The old magistrate looked at Wang Qian'er and thought to himself.

Wang Qian'er avoided his gaze and concentrated on studying the lattice on the window.

The old magistrate continued to look at the fan. On the fan was the shadow of the moon and willow branches, and the cicadas were singing Xia Yinong. He also wrote three large characters: What a cool breeze.The writing is pretty good, but this sentence doesn't mean much, and it's too wild for a scholar.

The old magistrate put away his fan, turned around and went back to the lobby.The crowd hasn't dispersed yet, it's like listening to books on the street, as if you are intoxicated, but there is a gavel on the other side, "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down", which makes people's hearts ache, whether it is up or down.Now that the storyteller is back, everyone is naturally happy, and even those who have just left call for friends to come back together.

The old magistrate shouted: "Bring the queen mother!"

Wang Po only thought she had agreed, and rushed out with a bang, knelt down and kowtowed in the hall.

Master Bao stood behind the old magistrate, and winked at the yamen in charge of punishment. The yamen servants of the two classes understood, and immediately threw sticks, scorpions, boards, and wooden shackles in front of Wang Po.

Wang Po was frightened out of her wits and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Blood!" The old magistrate blew his beard and stared, as if he was about to throw an iron card, "Let's go, let the servants hear it, and immediately press Wang Po firmly on the ground, lift the board and beat her like a pig call out.

It has been passed down through the dynasties that if you don't write a complaint and beat the drums to call for grievances, if there is a slight mistake, those who file a complaint will have to be punished.

But Wang Po had just received three boards, but the old magistrate yelled to stop.He is also kind-hearted when he is old, and he is unwilling to make the court miserable and miserable. He always whispers in his heart: My salary is my salary, the people are fat and the people are anointed, the people are easy to abuse, and the sky is hard to bully.So he just scolded the Diao old woman who had falsely accused others, and put him back.As for Widow Cao and her scholar cousin, they were also released.

When the old magistrate returned to the flower hall, Wang Qian'er and Xia Xiaoqi were nowhere to be seen, so he asked Master Bao, "Where are you?"

Master Bao pointed to the door and said, "Let's go together, saying we are going to swim in the lake."

The old magistrate handed him the agarwood fan and said, "Find a free time and return the fan to Qian'er for me."

"My lord, this Wang Qian'er is alone. He has no family members or acquaintances. He is only served by a deaf-mute old man who burns a fire. He suddenly appeared in Jiading County three months ago. Who do you think he is?" Bao Bao Master asked.

The old magistrate said: "This... In short, I am old and faint. I have seen this man today, and I am afraid I will forget it tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Master Bao weighed the fan in his hand, felt that it was heavier than ordinary fans, and then gathered it in his sleeve.

That night, he had dinner with the master of the Futai family, drank too much wine, and told about the fan.The master of the Futai family originally planned to keep it a secret, but he didn't stop talking and told the master of the Daotai family.The master of the Daotai family's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he turned around and talked to the master of the normal Taiwan family...

During this period, Xia Xiaoqi and Wang Qian'er played outside all day, and then partnered to bully Master Bao.

For example, two people ride on the top of the wall together and ask, "Is Lao Bao at home?"

If the chief secretary is punching in the yard, he will point and scold: "The county government is your own home, you can enter as you want, and you can get out as you want. If you don't go through such a big door, you have to pass through the wall. It really deserves to be beaten." !"

When Master Bao saw the two of them, he put on a straight face and hid in the house.

Xia Xiaoqi then let go of her voice and shouted: "Master Bao, are you still paying back the five qian silver you owe me? You are also a famous person, why would you renege on your debt if you lose in a bet?"

Wang Qian'er chimed in and said, "Master, the five qian silver should be calculated as interest."

Master Bao went back to the house, took out the agarwood fan, and thought bitterly: "You two little bastards, you can't take advantage of them! Wang Qian'er, my old Bao worked in the Beijing official's house back then, so I probably know who you are. Aren’t you just a little helper in the palace, who stole the fan bestowed by the emperor and flaunted it, if you were caught back, you would be beaten to death. I won’t return this fan, just hand it over as a token!”

Then I thought again: Forget it, don't do evil, it's okay to vent your anger, but you can't kill people.

He counted, and it has been more than 20 days since he leaked the news after drinking. If Wang Qian'er really sneaked out of the palace, he should remind him to run away quickly.

He called his son Bao Da, gave him an aloes fan, and told him to beat Xia Xiaoqi and Wang Qian'er so badly that they would not even recognize their mothers.After beating, return the fan to Wang Qian'er, and take him to the countryside to avoid the limelight for a few days.

Bao Da went there after lunch, but he didn't find Wang Qian'er, only Xia Xiaoqi.

Xia Xiaoqi was squatting on the top of a willow tree next to the official road, eating apricot cake, her mouth was full of oil, when she saw Bao Da coming, she gave him half.Bao Da's brain is not very good, everything is a little slow, Xia Xiaoqi only teases smart people, never bullies fools, so he and Bao Da get along well.

Bao Da asked, "Where's your friend Qian'er?"

"He was drunk last night, and he is lying at home now." Xia Xiaoqi stuffed his mouth and said, "He begged me to guard the official road these two days, and pay more attention to those who ride tall horses and carry knives. If you find that the leader is a young man with a cinnabar mole under his left eye, stop him."

"What about after stopping it?"

"Take more time, Qian'er said he was going to escape."

"Why did you run away?" Bao Da asked.

"I didn't know, Zuo Zuo just owed money." Xia Xiaoqi said, "Hey, Bao Da! If I really meet that young man later, I'll stop him. How about you go and inform Qian'er?"

Bao Da had already forgotten the purpose of this trip, so he nodded and agreed.

The willow branches on the official road are thick green, and there are cars and horses and pedestrians, bustling to and fro. Bao Da also climbed up the tree, and asked from time to time: "Is that so?"

Xia Xiaoqi climbed to a higher branch, turned her head and said, "No, that's the guarantor of the rice shop."

"Is that so?"

"No, that's from the Escort Bureau."

"What about that?"

"No! That's the official passing by, didn't you see the avoidance card?"

After Xia Xiaoqi finished eating the pastry, she even licked the sweetness from her fingers, so she said, "Forget it, come back tomorrow! I'm going to play with some money."

As soon as the words fell, a man with a knife called them under the tree, "A little brother!"

Xia Xiaoqi saw that he was a burly man with no cinnabar mole on his face, so he replied lazily: "Huh?"

"Ask the two little brothers about something," the big man said, "Have you ever seen a young man who is about this tall?"

The big man made a gesture on his neck, "He looks good, he speaks with a capital accent, and he wears a light green robe."

Xia Xiaoqi shook her head, because although Wang Qian'er was only that tall and good-looking, and also had a capital accent, he never had a green robe.

The big man sighed, "What should I do?"

At this time, Bao Da took out his fan and played with it in his hand and said: "You have to go to the yamen. If anyone loses someone here, the yamen will issue a notice to find them."

When the big man saw the fan, he asked calmly, "Where did you get this fan?"

Bao Da was about to speak when Xia Xiaoqi held him down.

Xia Xiaoqi snatched the fan and shook it, and said: "Hey, don't change your name when you're going, or change your surname when you sit. This mountain is called Heifengling, and this village is called Taohuazhai. I am the owner of this village. My surname is Wang and my name is Long. The name is 'Crossing the River Dragon'. This is the owner of the Second Village, whose surname is Chen Minghu, who gave him the nickname 'Fanjiang Tiger'. When distinguished guests pass by here, brothers naturally ask for some filial piety..."

Xia Xiaoqi suddenly stopped talking.

Because at some point, the old willow tree where they lived was surrounded by tall horses.The leader jumped off the horse, raised his head, slightly lifted the veil that blocked the dust, revealing a cinnabar mole.

When Wang Qian'er came back from sobering up, what he saw from a distance was the following:

Obviously, the second watch has been knocked, but my thatched hut is as bright as day, the gate is open, there are a hundred cavalrymen and three hundred infantrymen around, each of them holds a spear in one hand and a torch in the other, and the sky is full of pine oil and soot.

The dumb servant disappeared, and two people were tied with hemp rope to the peach tree in the courtyard, with rags stuffed in their mouths, and they were Xia Xiaoqi and Bao Da without looking.

Seeing this situation, Wang Qian'er turned around and ran away without thinking.

At first everyone couldn't find him, but at this moment Bao Da spat out the rag and shouted: "Wang Qian'er, run! The creditor is coming!"

Wang Qian'er fell down, turned around and said angrily, "Don't shout!"

Xia Xiaoqi stared at Bao Da in shock, her eyes said: Are you stupid?! Are you stupid?!

Bao Da was really stupid, and continued to shout: "Run! Wang Qian'er, run!"

The sergeants moved when they heard the sound, and the cavalry reacted the fastest. They flattered their horses and wanted to chase them, but they were stopped immediately.

Sitting alone in the hall, the young man with a cinnabar mole put down his tea bowl, crossed his legs calmly, put his hands around his knees, looked ahead and said, "Don't chase him, don't scare him, don't touch him."

Xia Xiaoqi nodded fiercely: That's right! Don't chase him, let him run!

Unexpectedly, the young man with the cinnabar mole just put on airs for a moment, and then put his hand on the long sword behind his waist, and went off to chase in person.

Wang Qian'er was nimble and could run faster than ordinary people, but the young man with a cinnabar mole obviously had excellent lightness kung fu, and he caught Wang Qian'er's back almost effortlessly after a few vertical falls.

Xia Xiaoqi was heartbroken immediately, with tears streaming down her cheeks, thinking: What a tragedy, what a tragedy, I will lose my best friend today! Wang Qianer, Wang Qianer, I will burn paper money for you today in the coming year, how can I bear to see your grave The grass on the ground has grown to the height of half a person!

But after the young man with cinnabar mole caught Wang Qian'er, he didn't stab him. Instead, he put his arms around his shoulders and tidied up his messy neckline.

Of course, Wang Qian'er's face is pale, there is no doubt about it.The young man with the cinnabar mole was tall and vigorous, half a head taller than him, and his stature was also a circle bigger. He didn't even dare to move when he was hugged.

The young man with a cinnabar mole let go of his sword hilt, put his hands on his shoulders instead, smiled, and knelt down towards him.

Xia Xiaoqi and Bao Da's eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets: Would a mastiff kneel down to a rabbit? Would a bear kneel down to a young deer? But the young man with cinnabar mole kneeled down to Wang Qian'er!

Bao Da asked loudly: "Wang Qian'er! How much money do you owe? Why did the creditor kneel down to you even though he wanted the debt?"

Wang Qian'er finally turned around, her face was pale, she gritted her teeth and said, "You... Which eye of yours saw him ask me for a debt?!"

"It's not a debt, so what are you hiding?" Bao Da asked.

Wang Qian'er said angrily to the young man with the cinnabar mole in a low voice, "Cut this idiot to me in a while!"

The young man with a cinnabar mole moved behind him and said with a smile, "Okay."

The sergeants retreated in an orderly manner, but they did not go far. Instead, they set up camp about a hundred feet away from the thatched hut. There were only four people left in the yard randomly separated by bamboo and wood fences from Wang Qianer's family.

The pine torch was inserted in the window pane, and it made a slight crackling sound when burning. Wang Qian'er pushed away the young man with cinnabar mole, pointed at Xia Xiaoqi and said, "Quickly release my friend."

"Okay." The young man with the cinnabar nevus still smiled slightly, and said, "Your friends are the masters of Heifengling Peach Blossom Village, Crossing the River Dragon, and Wang Long; and the uglier one on the tree over there is the second village master Chen Hu. , people gave it the nickname 'Fanjianghu'."

Wang Qian'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Quickly let it go!"

"Let Wang Lung or Chen Hu go?" the young man with the cinnabar mole asked with a smile.

"Wang Long!" Wang Qian'er said, he still remembered Bao Da's grudge.

So Xia Xiaoqi was let down, and he tore off the rag from his mouth, stuffed it into Bao Da's mouth, and then hid silently behind Wang Qian'er.

"Wang Long." The young man with a cinnabar mole asked deliberately, "Since you are known as the 'Dragon Crossing the River', do you have any weapons that you are good at using?"

Xia Xiaoqi thought for a while and said, "Ya..."

"Oh, that's how it is." The young man with the cinnabar mole crossed his hands, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Xiaoqi whispered to Wang Qian'er, "I'm going home, I'm afraid of him."

Wang Qian'er whispered eagerly: "You can't go, because I'm afraid of him too!"

The young man with a cinnabar mole took off his outer robe and put it on Wang Qian'er, and said softly, "It's cool in the middle of the night, you'd better go inside."

Wang Qian'er grabbed Xia Xiaoqi, the two entered the room, followed by the young man with cinnabar mole, and closed the door behind him.The candlelight in the room was flickering, and Wang Qian'er's face was so bitter that it was about to drip water, so why not Xia Xiaoqi? Wang Qian'er was not in danger of his life anyway, but he might be! The young man with the cinnabar mole looked over , It's like a wind knife, a frost sword pressing each other.

The young man with a cinnabar mole said to Wang Qian'er again: "It's getting late, you should go to bed."

Wang Qian'er trembled visibly, and held Xia Xiaoqi tightly.

Xia Xiaoqi knew that if she didn't escape at this time, she might die on the spot, so she said in pain, "I'm sorry, friend!" He shook off Wang Qian'er's hand and ran towards the door.

Wang Qian'er yelled: "Come back!"

Xia Xiaoqi had never heard him speak in such a tone, it seemed like a different person suddenly.He stopped and turned his head to look at the other party. Wang Qian'er had returned to his original appearance, and begged, "Come back, please."

Xia Xiaoqi felt that loyalty should be the most important thing!

But he didn't dare to go over, but stood in the corner.

Seeing that the person didn't leave, Wang Qian'er looked relieved, but she didn't seem happy either.The young man with the cinnabar mole kept sticking close to him, so close that he was offended. With Xia Xiaoqi's weak moral values, he felt that he was a bit out of line. For example, he put his hand on Wang Qian'er's waist.

Wang Qian'er returned the robe of the young man with the cinnabar mole to him, and said, "I'm going to bed, but you can't come into my room."

The young man with a cinnabar mole is still the word "good".

Wang Qian'er pointed at Xia Xiaoqi again and said, "He sleeps with me."

The young man with the cinnabar mole shook his head and said, "No."

"Why not?"

The young man with a cinnabar mole said softly: "I will chop off his head, stab the word "bandit leader" and hang it on the city wall."

Xia Xiaoqi immediately said: "Wang Qian'er, sleep with you, leave me alone!"

So Wang Qian'er gave him a complicated look, and went into the room. Xia Xiaoqi heard the sound of the wooden bolt being fastened behind the door, and there were only him and the young man with the cinnabar mole left in the narrow hall of the thatched cottage.

He suddenly felt that he would die if he didn't leave! He began to envy Bao Da's situation, even though Bao Da was tied up on a tree with a stinky cloth stuffed in his mouth and hadn't eaten dinner yet.He tentatively asked, "Can I sleep?"

Although the young man with the cinnabar mole said he wanted to kill him, his attitude was not arrogant, but he nodded calmly, and Xia Xiaoqi climbed to the dining table, folded his clothes and fell asleep.

After a stick of incense, he pretended to be asleep and opened his eyes to peek. He saw the young man with the cinnabar mole sitting on the chair, still staring at the door, with an indescribably tender and sentimental expression.Probably aware of Xia Xiaoqi's gaze, the young man with a cinnabar mole turned to look at him, and he quickly closed his eyes in fright.

When the cock crowed, Xia Xiaoqi was suddenly awakened by someone gently shaking her eyes, and she saw that it was Wang Qian'er.

Wang Qian'er said in a gnat-like voice, "Xiao Qi, I'm going to run away."

Xia Xiaoqi said in a low voice, "How could you escape?"

Wang Qian'er said: "Tigers also take a nap, and he falls asleep."

Xia Xiaoqi looked over Wang Qian'er's shoulder and saw that the young man with the cinnabar mole was still sitting, but his eyes were closed, his shoulders were relaxed, his arms were crossed and drooping, obviously sleeping.

"Who is he?" Xia Xiaoqi asked.

"Marquis Changping."

"What monkey?" Xia Xiaoqi asked.

"Don't ask, you don't know anyway. He grew up with me, and my father and brother asked him to look after me, but he managed me too hard. Let alone drinking and having fun by his side, even if I woke up in the morning, I would wear less clothes. For a piece of clothing, he would gossip for a long time."

Wang Qian'er untied his belt and said, "Xiao Qi, change your clothes with me first. I am white, which is too conspicuous. After I run away, he will definitely come after me. You have to do it no matter what." Stand up for me for a while, don't worry, with me here, he won't dare to do anything to you: when I'm free in the future, I'll make you an official."

"I want to be rich," Xia Xiaoqi said while taking off his clothes.

Wang Qian'er nodded and said, "How about a bachelor from the Imperial Academy? I can take care of your father."

"No." Xia Xiaoqi changed into Wang Qian'er's coat, "I want a military officer, the kind that scares people to death."

"Okay then, the world's number one military governor and marshal." Wang Qian'er dressed properly, tied up her long messy hair and coiled it on top of her head.

"Great, I want this!" Xia Xiaoqi said.

"Idiot, there is no such official." Wang Qian'er said, "I'm leaving. When I come back, we will marry Jinlan."

"Yeah!" Xia Xiaoqi patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement, "Run as far as you can, and remember to release Bao Da when you go out."

At this time, a voice came in and said: "If you marry Jinlan with him, when you meet the emperor in the future, he will have to call you brother."

Wang Qian'er jumped up and ran away, Xia Xiaoqi thought to himself that today I will go through fire and water for my brother! So he instead rushed to the young man with cinnabar mole, or the Marquis of Changping!

Chang Pinghou stepped on his stomach without hesitation.

Xia Xiaoqi fluttered out of the door like a kite, flew across the entire yard, and smashed towards the peach tree trunk.Chang Pinghou was still merciful, he didn't kick Xia Xiaoqi to the roof, nor kicked him into the well, but kicked him towards Bao Da.

With Bao Da on his back, Xia Xiaoqi was not injured, but fell a little dazed, and retched a few times after falling to the ground.Bao Da was sleeping soundly just now, but at this moment he was woken up by the impact, moaning in pain, very inexplicable.

Wang Qian'er didn't run away, and sat down on the ground resignedly, saying: "Okay, okay, catch me back!"

Marquis Chang Ping helped him up from the ground, his thoughtfulness and tenderness were completely different from the kick just now. "How dare I arrest you, I ask you to go back." He said.

Suddenly a follower came in to report that dozens of civil and military officials from the local area, including Songjiang Mansion, had rushed over, and there was also a Hanlin surnamed Xia.

Marquis Chang Ping frowned and said, "No see.