Tongjitang.

“…… Is there arsenic?"

The man's hand holding the medicine stopped, and when he looked up, there was a young man in his twenties in front of him, with a small steamed bun on his left cheek.

"How much do you want?"

“…… One...... Two?" the young man hesitated, as if he wanted to say a pound, and later changed his mouth.

"Oh, there is. The man touched his clothes and wiped his hands, and looked directly at the young man: "What do you want to do? We are a pharmacy, and we don't want to get into any lawsuits." ”

The young man replied like a stream: "I want poisonous rats, there are too many rats at home, and the rat medicine I buy is not good, the more I eat, the fatter I get, and I will soon grow into the size of a cat." ”

The man felt that his reason was very sufficient, so he asked the guests to wait first, and went to the hospital to get the medicine himself: "This thing can't be put in the same room with the medicinal herbs, otherwise I'm afraid that if one of them accidentally mixes up, it will be fatal." ”

After speaking, he lifted the curtain and walked to the cubicle, and made a report to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper immediately decided: "You go to the front and drag him, and I will report to the official." This is really hitting the muzzle of the gun, last month we had a case of arsenic poisoning my mother-in-law here, and the shopkeeper who sold the medicine was arrested, and he really committed a crime against the wind. ”

The guy immediately packed a small bag of flour and went out, but there was still a trace of young people in the medicine hall-

"Shopkeeper, people are running away!"

The shopkeeper stepped forward with his little short legs and grabbed the guy and ran out, "Let's go, hurry up and report to the official, while you still remember what that person looks like! We are good people in Mingde Mansion, and we can't watch the crime happen!"

……

Damn, let no one live.

In the alley, the dark guard's tears flowed down, and this was called a grievance in his heart. He read that buying arsenic and killing people in the book has always been caught by hand, how can he have so many twists and turns, and he was interrogated. Fortunately, he was deaf and clear-sighted, otherwise these two people would have been killed. He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to escape, but everyone knew about the trouble, and he was afraid that he would alarm Mrs. Chai.

Why is it so easy for people to kill someone, and why is it so difficult for him? Even buying medicine can meet such a good people who are so anxious for justice and righteousness......

Couldn't he go back to King Qin's mansion on an errand?

He grew up in the Qin Wangfu since he was a child, with the highest mission of protecting the Qin King, and if he can't go back, what will he do for a living?

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"I look a little familiar with this person?" Chunhua ate hawthorn cake in her mouth, her fingertips were stained with dim sum crumbs, and she was stunned and pointed to the wanted portrait posted outside the county office.

A young man in his twenties, his eyebrows and eyes are still beautiful, but his face is a little deformed, bulging to the side.

"Erni?"

Erni was confused, "Is it ......" She lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "Who have you stolen before?"

As soon as Chunhua choked, the hawthorn cake choked her throat and eyes, so that she could not be choked to death. Erni hurriedly stepped forward and stroked her back and smoothed her chest, it took a long time for Chunhua to come to her senses, and just as she was about to say something, Xiaocao and Osmanthus had already hugged the concubine out of the back alley of the county government, and the two hurriedly stepped forward, and the topic stopped.

The concubine stayed in Mingde Mansion for more than a month in a blink of an eye, and Hua Xiangrong gradually got on the right track, so she personally came to bid farewell to the county commander and his wife, and prepared to leave for Mingyang City.

On the morning of the return trip, the sky was still crisp and sunny, but in the afternoon it began to rain drizzly, and it became heavier and heavier in the future.

But at this time, there is no shop in front of the village, there are many bumps in the road, but when the weather is fine, it is just bumpy, and it is very muddy when it rains heavily, and it rolls up the axle at every turn.

The concubine and the female dependents all felt the cold breeze biting when they sat in the car, and they were even more bitter to the guards of the Zhu family outside, braving the heavy rain to hurry, and the car was stuck in the mud and had to be pushed out. But seeing that the rain was unabated, I didn't know when it was going to fall.

The concubine had the heart to go to a nearby village and county to temporarily avoid the rain, but she had no choice but to know nothing about the surroundings, but fortunately, the Zhu family had a guard who came out of a nearby village called Dashi Village, which was about ten miles away from here.

This was already the closest known place to hide from the rain, and without any objections, the group turned to the east.

Dashi Village is in the middle of nowhere, but the road is much better than just now, and the car did not sink into the mud again, just as the people outside shouted that it was about to arrive, suddenly heard a long neighing of horses, and then lost control, and rushed out like an arrow out of the string.

The guards were already tired in the heavy rain, and no one expected the horses to suddenly go berserk, and none of the dozen men reacted, and they watched the frantic horses rush out with the carriage in tow, and the screams of the women were endless.

"Quick!

Someone finally reacted, but their eyesight was already disturbed in the pouring rain, and the horses were crazy and ignored, and they couldn't catch up for a while.

"Ahh

The horse's madness was only a matter of moments, and the Spring Flower Protector was so anxious that he only cared about the nearest Mu Dun'er for a while, grabbed him and hugged him fiercely in his arms, and Mu Dun'er was resigned to her hands tightly pressed against her flat chest. In fact, at that moment, he didn't feel at all in that indescribable position—

The main thing is that it is too peaceful, and when his life is at stake, he only thinks that this crossing is afraid that it will be in vain, and he died in a traffic accident in his Land Rover in his previous life, and this time he is afraid that he will die in the hands of this damn jujube red horse!

A carriage of people staggered and screamed.

As soon as the coachman saw that the situation was not good, he immediately jumped forward to the horse's back, but the horse was slippery and tight in the heavy rain, and it was extremely irritable, not to mention controlling the horse, and he himself was thrown out.

It's impossible to get up and catch up again, and look at this frame today, it's here. The coachman has a kinship, the beauty in that carriage, it's a pity!

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At the foot of the mountain, a soap-blue carriage flashed, and a man in his thirties was driving the car, drenched all over.

"Childe, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, why don't you stay in the village below the mountain for one night, and wait for tomorrow when the weather is fine—" Before he finished speaking, he saw a mad carriage burst out of the smoking rain, and went on a rampage towards their little cart.

The people inside are noble and can not be frightened.

He didn't wait for the words to finish, pulled the horse, borrowed a little bit of the car board on his toes, rode to the crazy horse high and high, and pulled the reins to the side, for fear of colliding with the soapy green carriage, but the jujube red horse had too much momentum before, and the rain covered the man's sight, which made him misjudge, which directly caused the horse to pass sideways, but the wide carriage of the Zhu family was unforgiving, and it hit the left side of the soapy blue carriage obliquely, and directly crashed into the river under the slope.

"Childe!" the man turned his head sharply on his horse, and his voice was terrible, even worse than screaming directly to kill someone.

The frantic carriage was finally controlled, and twelve guards arrived one after another, no one expected that the heavy rain could meet the master to rescue, and they all stepped forward to express their gratitude, and the concubine was so frightened that she didn't even pay attention to her hair - in fact, there was no need to cut it, and what hairstyle made such a heavy rain was not beautiful at all - and got out of the car to express her gratitude.

The man was indifferent, just looking at the brocade-clothed man who fell out of the soap-blue carriage. The river flooded his calves, but the rain drenched his whole body into a soup chicken, like a water ghost fished out of the river, indescribably embarrassed.

But the concubine wailed in her heart, her eyes!

What did she see!?