Chapter 197: Watching the Drama Can't Be Done
Zhi Yu waited at the back door of the Ling Mansion early, waiting for Lu Xiaotian and Weaving Fan to come back.
It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that the figures of the two appeared at the end of the street corner.
Ori Yu greeted him and asked anxiously, "How are things going?" β
Weaving Fan deliberately pouted dissatisfied: "I didn't come back all night, my sister didn't ask me if I was okay first, but asked if the thing was done, I really had a lover and forgot my sister." β
"Okay, you girl, when should this powerful mouth be taken care of, aren't you back well? The eldest lady waited all night, you hurriedly said. Ori Yu said angrily.
The weaving fan pretended to be a gesture, and then said: "The eldest lady ordered, how dare I slack off, naturally it is done, this will definitely be very lively outside, or noon, the news will definitely be able to reach our longevity street." β
"Okay, go in and talk." Ori Yu turned around and entered the courtyard.
When he returned to the house, he saw that Ling Yi had already gotten up, and Zhi Yu hurriedly went out to look for it, and finally found the latter in the garden.
"Weaving the fan back?" Ling Yi saw her and asked first.
Ori Yu nodded, "I came back with the road guards." β
Ling Yi nodded, lifted his feet and walked towards the Lan Pavilion.
The weaving fan reported the incident to Ling Yi, "The maid didn't find Gawa when she looked for Jiawa, so she still paid the old man a favor." β
"You mean, these are all Fu Yanyin?" Ling Yi looked at the paper in his hand.
The weaving fan said, "The maid didn't expect Uncle Fu to be able to print, there are a lot of treasures hidden in his house, and you can eat and drink without worrying about taking one out of the house, and the maid can't figure out why he is willing to live that kind of poor life." β
The printed paper is of good quality. The handwriting is also clear, and it looks like it is from the hand of a master. Fu Yan has this skill, and it is not a problem to support himself and Fu Zixin casually.
But he was useless. Instead, they hide themselves in inconspicuous places like the slums.
"He must have had something to worry about, and he had said anything else?" Ling Yi asked.
Weaving Fan thought for a while, and said suspiciously: "I said something that the servant didn't understand, saying that he wanted to repay the kindness, but the servant asked him whose kindness he was, and he didn't say it." β
Ling Yi pondered, "It's probably my father's old acquaintance. Maybe it was my father's help - oh yes, all this stuff was sent out? β
"The slums have been delivered, and several main streets have been distributed. It was dawning soon. The servant didn't dare to send more. β
Ling Yi nodded with satisfaction and got up with a smile: "Let's go, go out and see the excitement outside." β
"Look, what's this sticking to? It's all over the streets. β
"Tear it off and seeβ"
"There's that too. There are also on the ground. There are also windows in these housesβ"
The people who were rushing to the market were gathered together, clearly attracted by something.
"It reads-'Grievances: More than 100 people were killed and injured in six villages in Wu County-', 100 people, how could so many people die?'"
"Yes, what grievances are so miserable, this is much worse than the sunset in Xiayuan some time ago, more than a hundred people, this peaceful year. How do you always have trouble. β
The coachman pulled the reins and turned back to the people in the car: "Miss." There are too many people in front of me, and it is really difficult to walk through, and I am afraid that I will have to take a small road. β
"Then let's take the path." Ling Yidao.
The carriage turned around and headed down the path.
In the car, the weaving fan smiled triumphantly: "What, now everyone on the street knows about the tragedy in Wu County, and the news is spread one by one, but I am afraid that it will soon reach the ears of the emperor, so that the emperor may personally summon Huang Wei and Aunt Luo Xiao Wu." β
Ling Yi didn't seem to be too excited, "It's not that simple for the news to penetrate the layers of palace walls from this street to the emperor's ears.
I'm just creating a little commotion now, letting the people know about it, and revealing all the ugliness they want to hide.
But it will take some twists and turns to get the news to reach the emperor's ears. β
Weaving Fan was shocked when he heard it, "It's all over the city, can't the emperor hear about it?" β
"This is the sorrow of being an emperor, he can only hear what others want him to hear." Ling Yi said slowly.
"Phew-" The coachman suddenly pulled the reins. The horse neighed, and the people in the car were caught off guard, and they leaned back again and again, causing chaos in the car.
Weaving Yu easily supported Ling Yi and said hurriedly: "Miss, are you okay, are you injured?" β
Ling Yi waved his hand and said it was okay.
The weaving fan was angry, opened the curtain and shouted: "How did you drive, can you afford to fall to the eldest lady?" β
The coachman turned back and said, "It's not small, it's -- it's them." He trembled and pointed ahead.
Weaving Fan took a look, frowned slightly, turned around and asked Zhiyu to take care of Ling Yi, while he jumped out of the carriage and walked in front of the horse with a cold face: "Who are you?" Do you know whose carriage you stopped? If you want to live, get out of here, I can spare you from dying. β
Zhi Yu's face turned pale, and he said hurriedly: "Miss, it seems that you have met a villain." β
Ling Yi lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, only to see more than a dozen people surrounding the carriage, all with fierce faces.
The leader laughed, rubbed his chin and said to his subordinates: "This girl is so pretty, take it back and serve our brothers well." β
"Boss, there's still someone in the car, but don't forget our goal." The subordinate reminded.
The leader laughed: "Catch the biggest one, and the other small ones, let's take them back." β
After the words were finished, the other people immediately echoed it.
The weaving fan was ignored by this group of people, and his chest rose and fell in anger, and he snatched the whip from the coachman's hand, aimed it at the leader, and whipped it.
The man was defenseless, and was beaten squarely, and a slanted whip mark suddenly appeared on his face.
He angrily grabbed the big knife and shouted: "Brothers, give it to me, catch this hot girl first." β
There was a sound of fighting outside the car, and the driver was so frightened that he didn't dare to move half a step and blocked the door.
Zhi Yu nervously took Ling Yi's hand, "Miss, the path here is remote, and there are no people in front and back." The road guards are in Xiaorentang again, it's not a way to go on like this, it's better for us to run out. As long as you can get to the main street. β
Ling Yi pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "These people are here for me, they are obviously hired by someone to do it here, but they have not killed them, they must have instructed people behind their backs to keep them alive."
They won't kill me, but you're not the same as the fan weaver and the coachman. You take the opportunity to run away with the coachman, and she has the ability to break out of the circle herself. β
"Miss, how can the servant leave you to run away alone." Ori Yu immediately vetoed: "The servant is death." I won't leave the eldest lady and run away by myself. β
Ling Yi thought for a moment that it was impossible to persuade Zhi Yu to go, so he said, "Then you have to run out, this is a distance from the main street." We don't have to go one way. Running separately distracts them. β
Zhi Yu pondered for a moment and proposed: "The maid has a way, the eldest lady quickly give your clothes to the maid, the maid pretends to be you and runs out, they don't know your appearance, the big maid can lure them away." β
Ling Yi made a straight face: "I'm the kind of person who wants to steal your life?" β
She got up as she spoke, lifted the curtain and walked out.
"Miss, don'tβ" Ori Yu was anxious to pull her. Ling Yi jumped straight out of the carriage.
The coachman hurriedly said, "Miss, get into the carriage quickly." The small ones find a way to change direction. β
"It's too late, the road here is narrow, and the carriage can't turn around at all, so you take off the horse harness."
Ling Yi saw that the weaving fan was gradually about to fall, and scolded sharply: "I am the person you want to arrest, stop it." β
The weaving fan turned around while he was empty, and gave Weaving Feather a look anxiously.
Zhi Yu pulled Ling Yi and said, "Miss, run quickly, weaving fans has their own way." β
Ling Yi pushed her away, snatched the reins from the coachman's hand, and jumped on the horse with the wheel.
The horse did not have a saddle, so she could only barely lie on the horse's back, tugging on the reins with one hand, hugging the horse's neck tightly with her arms, and as soon as her legs clamped the horse's belly, the horse ran forward.
"Miss-" Ori Yu was anxious to chase after her, but where could she catch up.
When those people saw that the target had run away on horseback, and they didn't care about a few servants, they immediately shouted loudly and chased Ling Yi away.
Weaving Fan followed closely and chased after him, asking Weaving Yu and the coachman to find Lu Xiaotian.
The horse runs fast, Ling Yi is not good at riding a horse, and he is so torn up on the horseback that his eyes can no longer see the road ahead, so he can only let the horse run by himself.
But as the old saying goes, the old horse knows the way, and the horse that is not controlled runs and runs, and runs towards the Ling Mansion.
But the pursuers were getting closer.
Ling Yi was panting in the cold wind, her hands were already unconscious, and she could only rely on her survival instinct to hug the horse's neck tightly.
However, when her strength was finally exhausted, her hand slipped away little by little, and her body fell little by little.
Ling Yi almost closed her eyes and fell off the horse, but at this time, she felt a gust of wind passing, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already fallen into a slightly cool embrace.
"If the eldest lady loves horseback riding, I will teach you next time." Ling Wen looked at Ling Yidao with a smile.
Ling Yi's hands were very sore, trembling slightly, he struggled to jump out of Ling Wen's arms, and raised his chin behind him, "Steward Wen should solve those people first." β
Ling Wen smiled: "A small scholar with a weak culture, how can he be their opponent." β
Ling Yi was stunned: "Then what are you doing here?" β
I saw Ling Wen clapping his hands, and immediately a few thugs poured out from all around.
"It's not me who appears, it's the eldest lady who appears." He looked overhead.
Ling Yi looked up, and sure enough, he had arrived at Moguan, which was at the end of Changshou Street, and it was indeed the only way to go back, no wonder Lao Ma passed by here.
"Is the eldest lady going to stand outside and watch a good show, or is she going to sit in the house and drink tea and wait for news?"
Ling Yi saw that the thug, although he was inferior in numbers, did not lose half a point in momentum, so he walked to the store: "It's been a bumpy road, it's difficult to walk now, so naturally you have to sit and drink tea." β
Ling Yi made a please, and let the thugs and gangsters fight with confidence.
Gong Yunrui stood behind a big tree not far from Limoguan, and watched Ling Yi walk into Moguan with an expressionless face.
The blood fox looked around, shook his head after a moment, and said, "I didn't find any breath, even if it was Lu Xiaotian, it was impossible for his subordinates not to detect the slightest breath." β
Gong Yunrui frowned slightly, if Ling Yi really had a master guard by her side, why didn't anyone come out to rescue her when she was in danger? Is there really no one?
"Childe, those people in Moguan are also good at martial arts, since they have already entered the store, do you want them to retreat?"
Gong Yunrui asked, "The steward of Moguan is called Ling Wen?" β
"Exactly."
"You ask me about this Ling Wen, I always feel that this person doesn't look simple."
Blood Fox Dao is. (To be continued......)