I saw a person drenched and crawling out of the big water tank in the kitchen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This post station is equipped with a post boy and four post guards, and he is the nephew of one of the post guards, named Peng Liu. Because it is located on a major transportation route, there are often caravans parked, and he is idle at home, so the second uncle asked him to come here to help and earn some money to supplement the family.

He has been working here for more than a year, and he has a sweet mouth, and the magistrates of Dizhou know him.

Captain Chen, they are used to doing such things, and they can't be said to be careless. first killed all the people, and then went to the post house to get the roster, and checked them one by one. After confirming that there were no fish that slipped through the net, the house was set on fire.

It can be regarded as Peng Liu's life, he was greedy for the plate of mutton, and he was afraid that the second uncle would know, so he sneaked into the kitchen in the middle of the night, wanting to cut two slices and bring them back to the room to eat slowly.

In the Qingshui Yamen of the post station, mutton is not something that can be eaten often. If there are no guests coming, then you can only think about it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the kitchen, he noticed that something was wrong. When I heard the faint sound of footsteps in the courtyard, I secretly looked out through the crack in the door, and saw someone carrying a knife, stepped forward from behind, and killed the night patrol with one sword.

Peng Liu hurriedly covered his mouth, no matter what the intentions of those people were, saving his life was the most important thing. He's been here for over a year and knows the kitchen perfectly. Looking around, he curled up and burrowed himself into the place where the firewood was burning in the big stove. Fortunately, he was only twelve years old,

Not long after he hid, he heard someone push the kitchen door and look around with a fire fold in his hand. The pyre in the corner, the rice noodle jar on both sides of the board, and the water tank were all inserted by the man with a sword.

He held his breath and didn't dare make a sound. waited for the person to leave, and then dared to gasp softly. Where did this killing god come from, and he dared to attack at the post station? Peng Liu's mind was confused.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt that the temperature was getting hotter and hotter, and he looked out of the stove hole, and there was a faint fire.

They're going to set fire to the station. Hiding here, sooner or later, is a dead end. Can't mess up, he slammed his palm, go out at this time, if they haven't left, they will die if they are discovered.

At the stake of life and death, he suddenly remembered that the kitchen was made of yellow mud mixed with paste, and it would not burn down for a moment. When the fire broke out, those people couldn't stay and could only leave.

Then, when the fire burns the hardest, you can escape from here and jump into that big water tank, and you will definitely be able to escape!

Thinking of this, Peng Liu couldn't help but be grateful for his diligence. When he had finished cooking today, he saw that there was no water in the kitchen, so he went to the well and filled the water tank.

He thought to himself that such a large caravan lived here, and that he would have to use a lot of water to get up early tomorrow. There is no water in the water tank, and I have to take the lead of the second uncle again.

Unexpectedly, this tank of water actually saved his life!

Peng Liu crawled out of the water tank and coughed repeatedly. The air was filled with the stench of burnt corpses.

That night, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to go out even if the fire was extinguished.

Until dawn, he thought that since those people were killing people and setting fires at night, they must not dare to appear in the daytime. He secretly looked around in the ruins for a long time before he crawled and left the place along the path he was accustomed to.

……

Five days later.

Shopkeeper Sun took the grain cart and entered the capital city of Dizhou. Outside the city, all the oilcloth covering the grain truck was removed, and bags of rice were heavily exposed, and when you got closer, you could smell the unique fragrance of new rice.

When the people along the way saw it, they cheered and cheered. No matter where the grain team came from, they finally had rice to buy.

If you are brave, you will go up and inquire about the price of rice. The coachman patiently told them that this was the prince's second batch of disaster relief grain, and after the government registered and made a register, they could receive it with their household registration.

At first, people couldn't believe that there was such a good thing. After repeated confirmation, the people on the street suddenly boiled and rushed to tell each other.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering!"

"Your Highness's kindness, the old man is unforgettable. ”

"God has finally opened his eyes, my family can finally survive!"

“……”

The prince leaned on the railing of the second floor of the restaurant on the street, looking at the people who were shouting his name, contented.

Wang Miaoyan poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "Your Highness, now the people of Dizhou regard you as a living bodhisattva! When you return to Beijing, the officials here will write a book, and the emperor will definitely reward you." ”

The prince hooked his lips and smiled: "What is this?" ”

He wanted to do more than just chant his name from the people of the state. Instead, he listened to the people of the whole capital and the whole world on top of the end gate, and shouted long live to him.

After a quarter of an hour's effort, Shopkeeper Sun went upstairs and bowed down: "The grass people have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"You did a good job on this trip, so I won't pursue the matter of your Ningxing business's moldy grain. The prince was glad and let them go gently. Immediately, the tone of the conversation changed suddenly: "However, when I return to Beijing, let the person in charge of your business come to me in person to confess his guilt." ”

Shopkeeper Sun should be in a voice.

His heart was tight, even after a few days, the massacre at the post station that night was still in his mind, lingering.

He wanted to confess to the prince, but seeing that the prince was in a good mood, he gently exposed the moldy grain. Glancing at Wang Miaoyan who was smiling on the side of the prince again, he swallowed his saliva with a "grunt" and held back the words he was about to say.

Anyway, Captain Chen said it, neither of them said anything about it, only God knows.

Glancing at the local shopkeeper Sun, the prince asked lightly, "Is there anything else with the shopkeeper Sun?"

"Oh, no, the grass people listen to His Highness's orders. ”

"Then go down and arrange the distribution of food. When this is the case, the main hall will leave for the next place. ”

……

At the same time, Xie Xianling's desk had an official document file.

It said that at the post station on the side of the official road in Yuxi Township, a fire broke out, and no one in the post station was spared. Fortunately, no officials lived at the inn during this period.

Yuxi Township is under the jurisdiction of Luyang County, and Xie County Ling is the parent official of Luyang County.

He pinched the dossier, suspicious.

He often passed by that post station, and the post man worked there for more than 20 years, and often took a caravan to make a little money, and he was quite experienced. How could there be a fire? And the whole inn was burned to the ground, and if the kitchen caught fire, it wouldn't have been so bad.

Even at night, there are several people in the inn, and they can be extinguished quickly. Besides, even if you can't extinguish it, you can run out, how can you burn it alive inside?

Just thinking about it, there are countless doubts. This is by no means an ordinary fire case!