"All of this is for me?" Zitang pulled the money bag open and looked at it, surprised, "Why?"

"It's just a matter of being entrusted, and the girl just accepts it. "It's rare that the master of etiquette is not dressed as a merchant in the past, wearing a dark blue dyed gold silk trimmed robe, his hair is tied high at the back of his head, there are no sideburns in front of his forehead, his forehead is pulled high, and he looks very old-fashioned with his signature haggard face. After the end of the Heterobei Array, the ceremonial master seemed to have suddenly changed into a person, speaking and doing things neatly, and in just a few days, he would clean up the Yibei City, which was already full of holes inside and outside, and then disappeared for several days, no one knew where he went, and when he reappeared, he was in the Heterobei Stack, dressed like this.

In fact, everyone can understand that the burden of the whole city suddenly pressed on their shoulders, and no matter who they were, they would be out of breath. But this is also a helpless move, several old people who are highly respected and powerful in the military generals have been beaten into the labor town because of rebellion, and the guards who followed them have all entered the labor town with them, accounting for almost half of the city's guards, and the guard camp is too busy to take care of itself, only a few hairy boys are left to do their best to barely control the situation, and they can't be distracted to take care of the others. There are very few clerical jobs in the city, and since Chi Xiaoming started the fascination, almost all the clerical jobs have been handed over to her alone, leaving only the position of the ceremonial master... Although I don't want to admit it, but the fact is true, looking at the huge Beibei City, there is only one person who can take charge of the ceremony, and don't calculate how heavy this burden is, whether it can crush him to death or not, anyway, it's always right to try first, but the etiquette master is also a stranger with magical powers, and he has experienced strong winds and waves, how can it be useless?

"Can Master Rite tell me who entrusted it?" Zitang asked, "If it is inconvenient to say it directly, that person is a man or a woman?

"It's really inconvenient to tell you, and the girl doesn't have to ask too much, so let's settle the house money that I have to settle before today. Everything has a cause and an effect, maybe the good cause that the girl had before got a good result. The master arched his hand and said, "That's all I can tell the girl, and I'm just entrusted with running errands for someone to deliver an object." There are other things to deal with, so I will take my leave. ”

"Thank you very much, Master Lishi, walk slowly. Zitang came out from behind the counter and bowed slightly.

"Don't be polite, girl. ”

The sudden visit of the master of ceremonies surprised Zitang, and after he left, Zitang carefully poured out all the contents of the money bag, and all kinds of pearls and gems covered the tray, even in the daytime, it reflected the light in the hall, and the ordinary tray containing them was lined with extraordinarily luxurious.

After coming out of the different north stack, the master of the ceremony breathed a sigh of relief, the two things that the great immortal explained were already half, and then he just needed to find a long sword. There are many people in the city who practice martial arts, and most of them are in various guard camps, and the appearance of that sword is very special, although he does not practice martial arts, he does not know weapons, but such an unusual-looking long sword should be famous, and it should not be too difficult to find.

But the master soon realized that he was wrong.

He first went to the guard camp on North Street, and the guard camp on Twelfth Street was temporarily unified and assembled in the barracks on North Street. When the ceremonial master arrived, the other people went out to patrol or carry out orders, and it was Qin Huai'an, the former soldier leader of the Southeast Street, who was stationed in the southeast, and after telling his intentions, Qin Huai'an only nodded, and sent a team to inquire about the various guard camps, but someone had a silver long sword that was consistent with the description of the ceremonial master.

Qin Huai'an was a little older than the other soldiers, and he had a calm temperament and said very little, only saying a word to the master of etiquette for a while, and then began to busy himself with his own affairs, without saying a word to him again. After the master sat down and drank a pot of tea, a group of guards who had been arranged came back one after another, but they all found nothing. The master of the ceremony originally thought that this matter should be as simple as the previous thing, and in his own calculations, he only needed to drink a few cups of tea, and someone would get the matter done and send the long sword to his hand! But one or two were all taken back empty, not only did they not get the sword, but they didn't even get half a cent of news, and every time a small soldier came to report and said that he didn't get any news, Qin Huai'an just nodded and said that he already knew. And the hand of the ceremonial master who was sitting on the side holding the tea trembled slightly.

The last soldier came in with the soldier Tou Taoyi of Southwest Street, but there was still no news, and the porcelain cup in the hand of the ceremonial master unconsciously fell on the table, making a dull sound.

"What's wrong?" asked the Master of Ceremonies, still with a hint of hope.

"Master Lishi, I guess you heard it too, I think this long sword should not be in the tent. Qin Huai'an didn't answer this question, only handed over the affairs in his hand to Tao Yi and handed over a simple handover, put on his helmet and went outside the house, the shift time was up, it was time to go to work.

"Come back so soon, maybe you didn't check carefully, and then send someone to look for it carefully?!" The master of etiquette was a little anxious, shouting behind Qin Huai'an, and even looked like he wanted to follow and drag him down.

"What is it?" Momo asked, his face a little pale, he had hardly rested these days, and only had some time to rest a little when he was stationed in the camp on duty every day.

The master of etiquette explained the matter to Tao Yi in detail again, during which he also expressed Qin Huai'an's lack of attention to this matter, and sent a few people to a few places casually, looked for it casually, and came back to report it casually, and sent himself away, his words were full of indignation.

Tao rubbed his forehead and listened, the master of the ceremony didn't say why he suddenly wanted to find a silver long sword with a strange shape, but said that it was quite important, and it was a major matter related to the city lord.

"The people sent by Qin Huai'an are his closest people, I saw them just now, they will never make mistakes or lies, perhaps, what you want is indeed not in the tent, so let's go find it elsewhere." ”

After Tao Yi said this, he was like Qin Huai'an, sitting in front of the desk and starting to be busy with the things in hand.

Now is not the time for stability and leisure, such a period of internal and external troubles, trouble may arise at any time, not to mention that the city has not yet been settled, and the guards outside the city must be doubled to prevent monsters from taking advantage of the situation. He was already tired, and the other soldiers were not the same.

Xiao Qi and Gongsun Sun Ya each guarded the south gate and the north gate, no one could take shifts to replace the work, Yi Nan led people to patrol the surrounding mountains and forests almost without interruption, and Mo Weixiang led all the teams scattered to set up ambushes everywhere to reconnoitre, and the weather was cold. Qin Huai'an and Taoyi stayed in the city to guard the affairs of the city, and after the Great Rebellion, the city was already in chaos, although the etiquette master had arranged most of them in a short period of time with an iron fist, but the scattered affairs were also extremely laborious, and the city was in ruins, and the two of them were busy like spinning tops and barely gasped.

"But," the master added.

"If Master Lishi really has any scruples or can't trust my camp, take this hand and go to the twelve barracks for the adults to find out. The master of the ceremony wanted to speak and stopped twisting, and Tao Yi roughly understood the mind of the master of the ceremony, put the hand on his waist on the side of the case, and said quickly, and then suddenly he was stunned inexplicably, and asked himself, when did you become so sophisticated?

"Thank you so much!" Seeing that Tao Yiyi explained his worries one by one, the master hurriedly put away his grinding temperament, took the cards in his hand and thanked him and left.

Therefore, when it comes to doing things, you still have to rely on yourself, and you can't point to others to be busy and enjoy their own work, which is unrealistic, the master of etiquette thought. Half a day has passed since the three-day deadline, so it's time to hurry, but fortunately, although the barracks in the city are scattered in various streets, each camp tent and the guards' daily dwellings are still very close to each other, and it will not be too difficult to find them.

But no matter how carefully he searched for it, he couldn't find the silver sword that Daxian showed him to see.

Only then did I know that Qin Huai'an was not perfunctory to him, he really blamed him, and he should still go to the door to apologize when he turned around, well, it should seem sincere to carry a bag of peach fruits when the time comes.

Since there was no one in the guard camp, the ceremonial master thought that the range should be smaller. Next, I visited several cultivators in the city, but to no avail, and then there was a martial arts weapon shop, an antique shop and the treasury of various rich and good collectors...

Nothing...

The master of ceremonies finally panicked,

Early in the morning, many people saw the ceremonial master with a solemn expression dragging a board cart out of the city, on which a hill was piled up, one by one with silver long swords, ten in a bundle, ten in a stack, ten in a pile... Many of the guards spontaneously followed behind the master of ceremonies, their steps slowing down and not leaving an inch, their faces full of complicated looks, as if they were leaving, as if they were protecting, and they all just watched silently, and no one took a hand to push them.

The crowd looked at the hill and moved away little by little, and someone spoke,

"Master Lishi has taken away all our swords, how are we on duty?"

No one on the side agreed, and the questioner also thought for a moment, probably everyone was worried about whether the baby guy they ate could return to their hands.

Three days passed quickly, and the master insisted on finding the last day, but he still couldn't find the sword that Daxian wanted, and the city had been searched by him, so he was about to dig three feet into the ground to dig his ancestral grave...

I thought it was a simple thing like searching for things, but now it has reached the point where I don't know how to explain to me.

In desperation, the master of ceremonies could only collect the silver swords of the whole city and drag them with a cart, whether it was clever or stupid, no matter what, it could be regarded as a sincerity.

He is not a military general, and his thin body is indeed not enough to see in front of the hill behind him. Mu Zujin stepped out of more than ten steps with gritted teeth, and there were still ten steps away from the city gate building, the ceremonial master shook his steps, leaned on the board car and gasped heavily, with Jianshan as a block, and the people behind him couldn't see his embarrassed appearance. I buried my head and gasped for a while, and when I raised my head again, my eyes opened unconsciously, and a person in the distance galloped over, dressed in bright red, and the silver brocade cloak was blown up a little.

The master of ceremonies looked up at him slowly falling, standing outside the city gate and looking up to read the three big characters of Yibei City on the archway. The south gate was guarded by Xiao Qi with people, and there were not a few people who entered and exited the city during the day, and they were all neatly lined up in a line to be checked one by one, and the man ignored the guards at all, and was about to go to the city, but was stopped by Xiao Qi with a sword, and after a very careful investigation, this person had no strange appearance, so he let him go into the city. Xu was afraid that the wind and snow were heavy, and the man took out a plain white paper umbrella from behind his backhand to prop it up, and the master of ceremonies found that he was carrying a half-person-high green bamboo back basket behind his back.

After getting closer, the master of ceremonies saw that it was a woman, holding a paper umbrella in her right hand, hanging casually in her left hand, loosely holding a silver long sword...

The woman walked past the celebrant and looked at the hill as if curiously, and deliberately took two steps to avoid it.

It was already sunrise, and the master stared intently at the long sword in the woman's left hand, and was dazzled by the refracted sunlight as he passed her.

Stunned, the master of ceremonies dropped the cart and a small mountain of swords and chased after him...

"Where are you going?" someone hurriedly shouted.

"It's important!" the master didn't reply.

"And what are these swords for?" shouted louder, for fear that the master wouldn't hear him.

"It's divided, it's all returned!" replied the master of ceremonies, pulling his throat.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd swarmed up...