The child's voice sounded, and the people in the restaurant who had prepared in advance became vigilant.

Yang Qing chuckled in his heart.

As he expected, the boy gave Yang Qing a letter and said, "Someone asked me to give this to you." ”

"What about people?" Yang Qing asked immediately after receiving the letter.

"I don't know, he's gone." The little boy's voice was crisp and innocent.

After the little boy finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, someone wanted to stop him, Yang Qing waved his hand and let him go.

Yang Qing opened the letter and wrote: "Within half an hour, north of the city, thirty miles, single person, bring money." If there is a helper, wait to collect the body. ”

The font on it is very sloppy, and you can't see the rules.

Those who can understand Yang Qing so well, in addition to being close to them, are enemies.

There is only one person who can calculate people's minds so clearly!

Bai Lian clenched her hands and thought: Lu Ye, if you hurt the people around me again, I will not be able to spare you!

When he arrived at the Rongxing Marquis Mansion, Bai Lian was closed, and Lu Ye was not in the mansion.

Seeing Lu Ye, Bai Lian's anger in her heart had nowhere to go, so she left a message: "If something happens to Yang Qing, don't think about it well!" -

At this time, thirty miles north of the city, there was no one when Yang Qing arrived, and there was a person sitting in the pavilion not far away.

When the man saw Yang Qing, he stood up, trotted to Yang Qing's side and said, "You are Yang Qing, right?" ”

Yang Qing frowned and looked at the visitor.

He was ragged and unkempt, and he carried a broken bag with a bowl in it.

This is a beggar.

"Yes." Yang Qing was almost about to grit his teeth.

"Someone told me to tell you to go sixty miles further east, and give you an hour's time."

After the beggar finished speaking, he saw that Yang Qing's eyes seemed to be on fire. Frightened, the beggar shrank and said, "Uncle, the little one is a messenger." ”

Yang Qing ignored him and rode his horse eastward.

Yang Qing walked all the way, tearing off some strips of cloth from his clothes, leaving some at intervals.

On the way here, Yang Qing also thought that this matter was most likely for him. But he could not sit idly by.

If he doesn't go, if Ji Mei has a good idea, he won't be able to feel at ease for the rest of his life.

When Yang Qing traveled sixty miles to the east, he found that this was a forest. Yang Qing saw that there was no one nearby, so he knew that he had to go forward, but it was inconvenient to ride a horse here, so he couldn't even hurry up.

When Yang Qing passed through the forest, he saw a carriage at the exit of the forest.

Yang Qing turned over and dismounted, approached the carriage, and saw that the carriage was empty, but the curtain of the carriage was written in large letters: Abandon the horse, to the north, three miles.

Yang Qing threw the curtain angrily, but he was helpless in his heart.

If not, what should Ji Mei do?

Yang Qing carried the burden on his back, followed the above and walked three miles to the north.

When he walked, he saw that Ji Mei was tied to a tree on the side, his face was pale, his mouth was sealed, and when he saw Yang Qing, he shook his head with tears streaming down his face.

ps: Recommend my friend Qixingcao "Wine Lady": Du Jiumei is the forty-fifth generation of the thousand-year-old cellar pool, and is a famous brewing master in Huaxia, known as the "Wine Lady".

But she was conspired by her husband and best friend, took the cellar pool, and killed her.

Du Jiumei, who was bleeding all over, poured into the cellar, her blood activated the heirloom jade pendant, and with a flash of golden light, she came to the Great Jin Dynasty with the thousand-year-old cellar pool.

There are thousands of years of cellars, and Du Jiumei doesn't care where she is, and she doesn't care about a lot of superlative relatives.

The next thing to be staged is the story of Du Jiumei making wine and making a fortune, and at the same time tearing up all kinds of best things・・・・・ (to be continued.) )