The shopkeeper almost fainted with fright, but he knew in his heart that it was useless to faint at this time, unless he couldn't wake up again, otherwise these people had a way to wake him up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is not a slave of the Wang family, the east family does not fight the west family, if it is not for the foundation of the year, he wants to take that bit of dividends, Wang Huisheng just had an accident, he quit his job.

Alas, to put it mildly, it's all a greedy word.

If it weren't for greed, how could Liu Eryi say it, so he moved his mind crookedly and was caught by someone by pigtails.

He learned to do business at the age of fifteen, and only became a shopkeeper at the age of thirty, but if the news of him stealing the owner's money spread, let alone in the capital, even in the entire Beizhili, no one would dare to invite him.

If you are well-informed, Liu Er and that mother-in-law are not as good as him.

He had already figured out at this time that this was a pit, and everyone from Mrs. Wang to their little minions had fallen into the pit dug by others.

This was designed a long time ago, and even if a few of them didn't covet the money, these people would have other ways to get them to comply.

After thinking about this, the shopkeeper's heart finally felt better.

He hugged his fists at the smiling young man, and said respectfully: "Righteous man, Lord Wang has the grace of knowing us, not to mention going to Dali Temple to beat drums and cry out for his old man's house, even if you go up to the sword mountain and down to the sea of fire, you will never give up your life below." ”

The young man smiled and bent his eyes, this shopkeeper is really funny, he just secretly divided the owner's life-saving money, and he is about to go to the owner to go to the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, your skin is thicker than cowhide.

The shopkeeper's watch was busy, and Liu Er was also busy showing his washboard-like chest, and slapped it with a straight sound, seeing that the young man gritted his back molars, it was a cold day, what was wrong with this.

The mother-in-law was already so frightened that she sat on the ground, and at this time she also reacted and howled, but she howled twice, and her son covered his mouth, and her son grinned at the young man, showing a sincere smile: "Uncle, we are all muddy people, we don't understand anything, we all listen to you, uncle." ”

The young man was still smiling and amiable, his eyes swept over the faces of several people one by one, and suddenly asked, "Who is your master doing things for?"

Several people were stunned, but Liu Er was still clever, and said sharply: "The master is working for the prince of Ruiwangfu, and the people are powerful and powerful, and my lord does not dare to disobey." ”

The young man nodded, expressed his satisfaction, and asked, "Some of you are in the shop, some are in the back house, and some are following the eldest prince, how do you know about the master?"

Several people were stunned again, and Liu Er hurriedly said: "During the Chinese New Year last year, the old man shed tears in front of the portrait of the old lady alone, saying that he was sorry for the ancestors and ancestors, and was coerced and lured by traitors, and life is better than death, yes, life is better than death, and I just saw it." ”

"Yes, yes, I also saw it, and when I went back, I told my daughter-in-law, saying that the master is really pitiful, and he will be bullied if he becomes an official. This time it was the mother-in-law's son, and his daughter-in-law nodded desperately on the side.

The mother-in-law didn't howl anymore, and then said: "I am by Madame's side, Madame is worried all day long, sleeping at night and talking in dreams, shouting in dreams, let the prince spare his life, yes, it is a dream talk." ”

The young man was more satisfied, the smile on his face was kinder, and he looked at the shopkeeper again.

The shopkeeper opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and slapped his thigh violently: "Look at my memory, how can I forget it? On the day when the master sent the ticket to Pingliang, I was afraid that people would see it, and it was arranged in my shop." It was because I saw it that the lord hid these letters in the shop. ”

The young man is very relieved, dealing with smart people is to save worry and effort, he only needs a little guidance, and these people will straighten things out.

"I think there's something else wrong, if you think about it carefully, are there any details that you have forgotten?" he asked with a smile.

Several of them fell into deep thought again.

It wasn't until an hour later that two mule carts drove out of Yongfu Street.

One to the west, the other to the east.

This kind of mule cart and the man who drove the car looked like a car rental in the car and horse market for a living.

The spies of the Jinyi Guard, from the mule cart and the chauffeur alone, could not see the clue.

Moreover, when the group entered the shop, they only saw the back of their heads, and when they got closer, the guys in the shop came to the door, and they didn't know what was going on inside.

The spies could only stay at a distance until the two mule carts came out, and they did not see clearly who was on the cart.

The spies exchanged glances, and the soldiers split into two routes, one to the east and the other to the west, following the two mule carts.

On the way to the west, after walking two street corners, seven or eight of the same mule carts came out of the horizontal range, all of which were used to pull feet in the carriage and horse market, and even the chariots and horses were dressed in the same way.

At first, the spies were still surprised, when did the handlebar cars in the carriage and horse market be uniformly dressed? Even the mule carts, although they were all from the carriage and horse market at a glance, some of the mule carts in the carriage and horse market were painted, some were not painted, and some did not even have a roof. But these mule carts are exactly the same, as if they were carved out of a mold.

But they soon understood that they had been fooled, and that these people had deliberately painted the mule cart the same color, and the handlebar style had deliberately worn the same clothes.

But they reacted too late, there was a crossroads ahead, and the mule carts were scattered in four directions, and it was clear which one came out of the shop.

Finally stopped one of the mule carts, and the chauffeur grinned innocently, and when they opened the door, they saw that it was filled with a basket of eggs, and there was not even a human figure.

Stop again, it's still eggs inside!

Jin Yiwei smashed a basket of eggs during the search, hugged his thigh in the car, and cried in the street to make him lose money, and the street was soon full of people.

The only difference was that the mule carts they stopped were all empty, and the driver greeted them very warmly: "Uncle, do you pull your feet? Ten dollars for going out of the city, another twenty miles, and five dollars for not leaving the city." ”

When Lang Shiwen got the news, he was already crying outside Dali Temple.

A few servants of the Wang family, one beat the drum, and the others knelt on the ground and howled!

Ordinary people are not allowed to go to Dali Temple to beat drums and complain, according to the law of the first twenty rods.

Therefore, the drum outside the door of Dali Temple, can not sound once a year, ordinary people want to complain, is to Shuntian Mansion, there is no reason to come to Dali Temple.

Therefore, this time the movement is extraordinarily large.

Hearing that it was for Wang Huisheng to complain about his grievances, the officials of Dali Temple looked at each other.

Wang Huisheng's case is being investigated by Jinyiwei, but now that the complainant is here, will they take it, or will they beat it up and blow it away?