Under Qiu Yun's escort, Lin Mo slowly walked towards the inn where Jin Xiangyu was temporarily staying, thinking in his heart about the person who assassinated the eldest grandson and the people behind the scenes, and quickly locked on the object in his mind.

Today, he first fell into that person's chess game in the palace, and after guessing that person, Lin Mo knew about today's events, so he deliberately left the downtown area to give the assassin a chance to attack.

It's not that he used the life of the eldest grandson Wuyin as bait, Lin Mo didn't do scumbags, and the reason why he dared to leave was because he was quite confident in the strength and realm of the guards in his house.

The result was just as Lin Mo expected, without the slightest accident, the guards in the mansion were very vigilant, and together with the six mangs killing array, they successfully repelled the great sword master who came to assassinate him.

Stretched out his hand and came along with a string of sugar gourds from the vendors who passed by, and as soon as he ate one, Xifeng's ghostly figure returned to his side, and he wanted to return when he opened his mouth, but Lin Mo was the first to open his mouth.

"Is it his?"

Xi Feng nodded: "Exactly, the wisdom of the sect master, there was nothing wrong with what I expected before, and my subordinates followed the masked man in black all the way and watched him take off the masked black veil and enter the man's mansion." ”

Lin Mo smiled faintly after hearing this: "Okay, okay, this game of chess is really getting more and more interesting, since it can't wait to join in, then let's have fun together." ”

Catching a glimpse of the smile on the corner of Lin Mo's lips, after walking a few steps, Qiu Yun said with some puzzlement: "Sect Master, there is something unclear about your subordinates, and I ask the Sect Master to solve the doubts of my subordinates." ”

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Qiu Yun said: "That person can obviously be a person outside the chess game, and then sit back and enjoy the success, but that person wants to join in?

Lin Mo laughed: "Qiu Yun, do you know what the name of this game of chess is?"

"The world!"

"That's right, this game of chess is called the world, since it is the world, it is the whole Daqian, and even the Zhongzhou Continent, how can that person really sit still, as for whether he has the ability, that person may think that he has it." ”

Qiu Yun savored Lin Mo's words, and immediately showed an expression of sudden realization, and then asked with some concern: "Since that person has also joined the chess game, what should we do with the sect master?"

After eating the sugar gourd and throwing away the bamboo sticks, Lin Mo rubbed his hand and put it into his sleeve: "Don't worry, that person has already placed it on the chessboard, and if that person wants to be a chess player, you can see how deeply it is hidden." ”

"Qiu Yun understands!"

At the so-called reunion banquet in the Food Pavilion, Lin Mo was a little uncomfortable eating, and he couldn't eat a lot, and he had to pay attention to his image and always answer the words of Emperor Daqian and Emperor Daqian, and the amount of dishes was very small, so he didn't eat at all.

So I had to go and buy a few hot meat buns, remembering the buns I had eaten before, the skin was thin and meaty, and after eating, it was even more fragrant, so I deliberately took a detour to the steamed bun stall called "Honest" that I had bought a bun once before.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, he came to the honest bun stall, and saw the stall from a distance, the old man was shouting and selling, Lin Mo just wanted to walk over, and saw four men wearing official uniforms holding sticks and walking to the bun stall first.

The leading young man in the green jacket walked to the steamed bun stall, smashed a stick on the stall, knocked over a drawer of steamed buns on the ground, and shouted: "Old man, how many times have I told you, you don't pay taxes, you are not allowed to set up your broken stall here to sell steamed buns, are your ears deaf?"

The old man trembled and said tremblingly: "Can ...... But I'm a little ...... I already paid it a month ago, so why do I have to pay taxes now?"

The young man in the green jacket said angrily: "You said that it was a month ago, and now the New Year is approaching, and His Majesty the Emperor is going to celebrate the New Year, so the court wants to levy taxes to hold a palace banquet for His Majesty the Emperor's New Year, you hurry up and pay the money." ”

"Ah, a few officials, you can do it, a few days, the little one is going to study now, and I can't even afford books, a few officials, in a few days, the little one will definitely be handed over." ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't have the kung fu to give you a few days, hurry up and pay it, if you don't pay it, the master will lift your shop and arrest you to go to prison for a few years. ”

......

Lin Mo stood not far away and listened to the words of the little official in the green jacket, and said with a faint smile: "This is really interesting, the emperor wants to collect taxes from the people during the New Year, or just collect taxes from a bun stall." ”

Lin Mo took a look, there were a lot of stalls around, all of them were selling food, but the four little officials in official uniforms went straight to the bun stall, and they didn't care about the stalls around them at all, and the stall owners around them also looked at the old man with a pitiful face.

There must be something strange in this.

"Sect Master, do you want to go over and help?" Qiu Yun also saw the clue in this.

"Let's wait a minute, let's figure out the situation first. Lin Mo walked to a candy vendor stall and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with that honest bun stall?"

The owner of the candy stall, an uncle in his forties, retracted his gaze and glanced at Lin Mo. shook his head and sighed: "Childe doesn't know, this is all the trouble caused by Yang Laoshi being too honest!"

"Oh, uncle, can you elaborate?" Lin Mo took a silver leaf from Xi Feng's hand and put it in front of the uncle.

The uncle was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the silver leaf into his arms, and a sympathetic look appeared on his face: "Childe doesn't know, the name of the seller of steamed buns is Yang Laoshi, Yang Laoshi, the steamed buns are delicious, the skin is thin and the meat is delicious, and eating it is called an endless aftertaste." ”

As he spoke, there was a look of reminiscence and enjoyment, but then it turned into sympathy again: "At first, Yang Laoshi's business was very good, but because his steamed buns are delicious and cheap, one copper leaf can buy ten, no, it suddenly aroused the dissatisfaction of the owners who opened steamed bun shops around." ”

Lin Mo glanced around along the stall owner's uncle, and found that there were indeed four or five steamed bun shops around, and those shopkeepers were looking at Yang Laoshi with a smug expression, with an indescribable joy in their eyes.

"What is the reason for this?"

The uncle sighed and said: "Childe, don't you know, those bun shops, the buns they make are really indescribable, and they are not as affordable as Yang Laoshi's delicious food." ”

"Oh, what's so hard to say?"

The uncle said: "What about the buns made by those shops, you bite down, you can't bite the filling, you bite again, you still can't bite the filling, you take another bite, the whole bun is gone, you still haven't bitten the filling." ”

"Oh, is that bun a steamed bun?"

The uncle smiled weirdly: "Actually, I thought so before, but in fact, the second bite of your bite has already bitten the filling, but the filling is too little, and you haven't tasted it at all." ”

Lin Mo showed a stunned smile on his face, this remark reminded Lin Mo of the buns in the high school cafeteria when he was still in Huaxia, and the buns in the canteen were also like this.

"No, after the big guy went to those bun stalls to buy them once, he didn't go, but they all went to Yang Laoshi, but the owners of several bun stalls were red-eyed, so they joined forces to buy off the four official masters who were responsible for management, that is, they went to harass every two days, and embarrassed Yang Laoshi in the name of various taxes, Yang Laoshi smashed the stall if he didn't pay, and over time, everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, so there were fewer people who went to Yang Laoshi to buy steamed buns. ”

After listening to the cause and effect of the incident, Lin Mo felt a little funny, and sighed to himself: "This world is really ridiculous, this honest businessman can't go on." ”

"Who's to say it isn't. The uncle sighed with empathy.

The road is so uneven, Lin Mo naturally wants to help, not to mention that he himself also likes the Yang honest bun, the taste is really delicious, otherwise Lin Mo would not have made a special detour to come here, and happened to encounter such a thing.

Seeing that the four little officials had already started to smash the bun stall, Lin Mo hurriedly beckoned, led Xi Feng and Qiu Yun, and strode towards the honest bun stall.

As soon as he took two steps, Lin Mo saw a young man about twelve years old rushing out with a stick and protecting Yang Laoshi behind him, it seemed that it was Yang Laoshi's grandson.

The young man had a book on his waist, wearing thin clothes like Yang Laoshi, his lips were a little purple, and his hands were red from the cold, but he still tried his best to hold the wooden stick and desperately protect Yang Laoshi behind him.

Holding the wooden stick tightly in his hand, the young man glared at the four junior officials, and said indignantly: "You four officials, where is the New Year's tax in the imperial court, it is obvious that you collected the money of those five wicked people to embarrass my grandfather." ”

As he spoke, the young man looked at the five steamed bun shop owners who were watching, and scolded: "You five profiteers, earning a shortage of black money, the reincarnation of heaven, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

After speaking, the young man looked at Sisi and the little official in the housekeeper's clothes, and scolded angrily: "And you, you not only bullied my grandfather, but also other shops colluded to frame us and oppress the people, one day, you will be punished by heaven." ”

The leader of the young man in the green jacket was immediately angry, threw away the stick in his hand, pulled out the knife at his waist, cut the stick in the young man's hand, and kicked the young man to the ground with a single kick.

kicked over the young man, and overturned the bun shop, the leading green jacket officer, pointed at the young man with a knife, and said viciously: "Stinky boy, how dare you yell at the master, and frame the master for bullying the people, you are looking for death." ”

Seeing that his grandson was pointed at by a knife, Yang Laoshi knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed and begged again and again: "Official, official, the child is not sensible, don't worry about him, please kill the little one, kill the little one if you want to." ”

The young man supported Yang Laoshi, who kowtowed repeatedly, and glared at the leading young man in a green jacket: "Grandpa, don't kowtow to them like an inhumane servant, the stone is not afraid of death, don't kneel to them." ”

"Hey, you dare to stare at you. The young man kicked the young man to the ground, and the book on the young man's waist suddenly flew down on the bloody ground.

Kicking over the young man, the little official in the green jacket glanced at it disdainfully, beckoned, and said coldly: "Come on, brothers, gouge out that kid's eyes, let's go back to drink." ”

"Yes, Brother Li. ”