Chapter 22: Murong Uses Tactics (3)

Zhang Dashan wanted to ask why he was leaving, but he hadn't gotten the money yet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But before he could speak, Murong Xiaoxuan seemed to know what he was going to ask, and said in a voice that only three people could hear: "Don't speak, and don't look back." Let's just go. ā€

The three of them walked for a tea without looking back, and had already walked a long way, but the man still hadn't caught up.

Murong Xiaoxuan's heart was a little bottomless: "Could it be that he found out, or that he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods?" But his expression was obviously convinced, could it be that I was wrong? No, he should be nearby, he must be watching us secretly. ā€

"Rong'er, we have come a long way......" Zhang Mutian had just heard the conversation between Murong Xiaoxuan and the servant, and there was something he didn't understand. But it was time to leave for a cup of tea, and when he saw that the official hadn't caught up yet, he couldn't hold his breath a little anymore, and couldn't help but speak.

Murong Xiaoxuan hurriedly stopped his words: "Yes, yes, fortunately, he didn't believe it and didn't chase him." If he knew that what I said was true, he would have returned the money to us. Then I won't be able to regain my memory, which is fine. In case the eldest brother is arrested and put in prison again because of this, it will be a real loss. ā€

Zhang Dashan still felt the white silver: "But the silver ......." ā€

Forget about yesterday's three taels of silver, today's 500 yuan is just given to others for nothing.

When Murong Xiaoxuan heard Zhang Dashan's words, she stumbled under her feet and almost vomited blood. I didn't know if I deceived the officer, but I believed it all.

"Uncle, three taels of silver is indeed a lot for us. But that's a far cry from this good fortune! Take that fool Yayi as an example, if he hadn't coveted other people's little money, he would have been a high-ranking lord by now. Now the eldest lord will definitely not be able to do it, because his luck is not much, and now he has received our five hundred wen, I am afraid that his luck is gone, I don't know how unlucky he will be in the future! Alas, alas, alas, alas! But it's good for Zhang Dashan to believe it, so that her lies are more realistic. So, Murong Xiaoxuan followed Zhang Dashan's words and said.

When Zhang Mutian heard this, there was something he didn't understand, so he hurriedly asked, "What is a pity?" ā€

He can't let his sister sing a one-man show there alone, and the uncle hasn't reacted yet. If you don't help yourself, don't get the money back by then, it's not good if the 500 Wen is also wasted. Besides, this money is not his alone, and there is also the oil money of the second dog.

"It's a pity that I bought this good fortune and used it on me, which can only restore my memory and avoid some disasters. If only I could be like that yayi, I could sell my good fortune to others. I'll find a rich man and sell my good fortune, or I can sell it for a thousand taels or eight hundred taels. Okay, let's go home, and it's better not to run into that person in the future. Murong Xiaoxuan deliberately said loudly with a look of pity, but Zhang Mutian is really good, and he will have the opportunity to cultivate and cultivate well in the future, and he is a talent.

Murong Xiaoxuan was right, that Yayi was actually hidden in the crowd, quietly following them all the way. Hearing that his luck could be worth more money, he was actually bought by this little girl for 500 yuan, and he was so angry in his heart!

He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and rushed out of the crowd, blocking Murong Xiaoxuan and their way: "Little girl, stop." ā€

Murong Xiaoxuan was finally relieved when she saw that official appear. I don't have any money on hand, and I don't have the confidence to do things.

She looked at the official who blocked the three of them from going, and pretended to have a panicked expression: "Oh, he really found him, uncle, big brother, let's run!" ā€

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran backwards, Zhang Mutian couldn't help but smile while running: "Can't you see that Rong'er is quite good!" ā€

Only when Zhang Dashan saw that their brothers and sisters had run away, he reluctantly followed. Let him say, Ah, the man should stop them. Anyway, I returned the 500 yuan to him, so although the three of them had their own ideas in their hearts, they all hoped that the officials could stop them again.

As soon as the yayi saw the three of them see him, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he turned his head and ran. The only remaining doubt in my heart was completely dispelled. He chased and shouted, "Stop! It's not that easy to run. ā€

The three of them didn't want to think about what kind of mixed rice he relied on to eat. Compare the speed with him, don't throw them a few streets, he is embarrassed to say that he is an errand officer in the yamen.

The emotional servant is arresting Murong Xiaoxuan as a fugitive, and he is also fighting hard for his own luck.

After all, Murong Xiaoxuan is a woman, and she intends to let him catch up. So she didn't run for long, so she pretended not to run, panting and squatting on the ground: "Oops, I really can't run." ā€

As soon as Zhang Mutian and Zhang Dashan saw Murong Xiaoxuan stop, they also stopped. How could they rest assured that Murong Xiaoxuan would be a girl and face that official alone. Besides, they don't really want to run.

"Little girl, I didn't see it, you can still run!" The official rushed to Murong Xiaoxuan in a few steps and squatted down.

He really didn't expect that he was almost slipped away by the three people in front of him just now. If this girl hadn't been injured, it is estimated that he would have really capsized in the gutter and lost the chase.

"Official, what's the use of me running, it's not like you've caught up with me." Murong Xiaoxuan pretended to be annoyed, and couldn't help but grimace in her heart: "In order to do a fake show, I can be regarded as letting it go." Now my throat feels like it's about to smoke. ā€

Although Murong Xiaoxuan wanted to be caught up by the officials, she didn't want to be caught up so easily. was also afraid that the official would see the flaws, so just now she was really running with the strength to eat.

Yayi didn't bother to talk nonsense with her: "The little girl is quite a thief, today's five hundred wen, yesterday's one, two, two, these two money want to buy my luck, and you think of it." ā€

Since your luck can be sold, you naturally have to sell it for a good price. Just these hillbillies, they still want to buy his luck. It's a beautiful idea, and I don't ask myself if I agree.

After saying that, he took out the money from his pocket, and took it around, except for the 500 yuan they had just given, the rest was whole silver.

It turned out that he was for a treat and to show off in front of his colleagues. When he went out, he deliberately only took out the whole silver, and the broken silver was left at home.

He had the heart to go to the nearby shop to change the change, but he was afraid that they would run away. He threw down the smallest two taels of silver: "Lao Tzu has no change on him, this is two taels of silver." Except for the one, two, and two you gave yesterday, today's 500 wen, and the remaining 300 wen will be the official and I will reward you. If you want to take such a small amount of money, buy me good luck, and dream about it! ā€

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Murong Xiaoxuan and the three of them to react, he rushed into the crowd in three steps and two steps, and left without looking back.

"Hey, sir, come back soon. I don't want your money! Murong Xiaoxuan slowly stood up, looked at the back of the official with a smile, and shouted at him pretending to be unwilling.

When the official heard Murong Xiaoxuan's words, he ran faster like a fart-strand on fire. disappeared from the sight of Murong Xiaoxuan and the three of them in a blink of an eye.

Murong Xiaoxuan and the three of them looked at the back of the departing servant until they could no longer see it. I collected the money and hid in the alley laughing.

"Rong'er, Uncle has convinced you, I really didn't expect him to return the money and give a few hundred more Wen." Zhang Dashan looked at the silver in Murong Xiaoxuan's hand, and always felt unreal, like a dream.