Randie went out to see the man, and he didn't pay attention to saving Yan'er for a while, who knew that Yan'er was the wife of many monks. How he settled Yan'er, drank in the hotel, and told the story of the alcohol fever and poisoning in detail.

Dark Fragrance groaned: "In this way, that man should be the enemy of many monks." It's a pity that we don't have much friendship with many monks, otherwise we can guess eight or nine. ”

Everyone was stupid for a while. The doctor said that if there is no antidote, within half a month, the butterfly will be paralyzed, and then it will be fatal. But at this time, where to find a man with an unknown surname.

Hongcui had an idea and said, "I have a stupid idea, I don't know if it's feasible or not. ”

Childe said: "You can talk about it, and I'll talk about it later." ”

Hongcui replied: "I see that the palace door is pasted from time to time with a reward for arresting people, and we also draw an embroidered image like this, and ask around, and those who know will give him some silver." Or if a friend or acquaintance knows him, and covets the silver, he tells us his name, surname, and address. ”

Sure enough, it is red and green, and it is always inseparable from silver. However, this is not a good trip, but there is no better way at present, so I can only use dead horses as live horse doctors, and try to talk about it.

So, the butterfly dictated, and the dark incense wrote a portrait: a big hijab, inverted eight-character eyebrows, and a pair of tiger eyes, which looked like the fierce gods in the temple. It took a long time to draw, and it was orally revised several times before it barely took shape.

According to this painting, Dark Xiang copied more than a dozen more and sent them to the servants of Jinxiulan, asking them to separate the streets to inquire, but someone knew the man in the portrait. If there are people who know him. Those who provide the whereabouts and addresses will be subject to availability. The silver reward ranges from fifty taels to five hundred taels.

Hongcui may be ruthless to others, but there is one thing. She is very enthusiastic about the people of Jinxiulan. She also took a portrait and hurried to the street to inquire.

Hongcui walked through the streets and alleys, and when she saw people, she asked if she had seen the man in the portrait. Pedestrians either shook their heads or waved their hands, all of which were the same answer, whether they had seen it or not. After such a busy morning, Hongcui was tired and hungry, but she didn't find any clues. Hongcui bent down and rubbed her sour legs. Pointing to the portrait, he scolded, "Don't let me see you, see me gouge out your eyes first, and then remove your legs." You turtle son, in order to find you, I tired my mother. ”

She was scolding and talking to herself, not wanting the hairpin on her head to be taken away by someone, and her hair slid down her head, blocking her view. Hongcui has nowhere to go, and is trying to find someone to get out of this bad luck. opened his mouth and scolded: "Grandma is a bear, who is doing it on the head of the old lady?" ”

When she looked up, she saw a tall white horse beside her, pouting. Keep an eye on yourself.

"Sister Hongcui, are you looking for this?"

She looked up again and saw Luo Qingsong sitting calmly on horseback. Holding his own hairpin in his hand, he looked at her with a wicked smile.

Hongcui jumped up and was about to take the hairpin: "Give it to me!" Girl, I don't have the time to play with you. ”

Luo Qingsong smiled and said, "I have the kung fu to play with you." Anyway, it's boring to patrol the streets, so how about we have a meal and a drink to catch up? ”

Hongcui said, "You can play by yourself." Girl, I'm busy. ”

Luo Qingsong sighed, looked down at the portrait she was holding in her hand, and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?" Are you a good friend or a good match? ”

Hongcui snorted and said, "Is it your best friend?" Are you so sorry for your good looks? ”

Luo Qingsong smiled: "My good friend is in your mansion, what do I want him to do?" I'm ugly when I pour a urinal. ”

Hongcui took advantage of his inattention, snatched the hairpin and reinserted his hair, got up and said, "It's none of your business, the master still patrols your street honestly." ”

Where could Luo Qingsong let her go, tugged on the reins of the horse, caught up with her in three steps and two steps and continued to pester: "If you let me go, I'll leave, that master is not very faceless?" It's like I'm listening to women. I don't want to go, I keep following you, you tell me who is on that portrait. I, Luo Qingsong, still have some connections on the ground in Jingshi, so I may be able to help you. ”

Hongcui didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked over quickly, and he arrived again on his horse, and kept talking around him. Hongcui was anxious and asked, "You are so big, and you are a little more thoughtful." ”

Luo Qingsong simply got up as a scoundrel, still couldn't fight back and scolded and didn't fight back, and said with a smile: "Luo Ye, I'm such a temper, what can you do?" If not, you can tell me about it. ”

Hongcui didn't retreat, so she had to look up and say to him, "Did you get off the horse?" How do you talk when you sit that high? ”

Luo Qingsong heard that she was willing to talk to him, hurriedly jumped off the horse, and asked excitedly, "I'll come down, you can say it quickly." ”

Hongcui showed him the portrait and told him the reason before. How Butterfly fought with him on the street, how he was hit, and how he waited for the antidote to be treated, he said it simply and clearly.

Luo Qingsong stared at the portrait for a while, and a hint of a sneer appeared on his face. Hongcui observed his words and looks, and knew that he didn't know what tricks he was playing. But looking at him like that, or knowing who the man in the portrait was, he hurriedly asked, "Do you know him?" ”

Luo Qingsong smiled: "I do know." ”

Hongcui hurriedly said: "You sue me, I will give you silver, as much as you want." ”

Luo Qingsong asked rhetorically: "Do you think Luo Ye looks like a person who is short of money?" ”

Hearing him ask this, Hongcui secretly said in her heart, I don't know what difficult problems he has. Anyway, promise him first and ask about this person. So, Hongcui smiled and said, "Where did the master come from?" Of course, you are not short of silver, but there are also things that are lacking. As long as the master opens his mouth, Hongcui will do it for you. ”

What kind of person Luo Qingsong is, how can he not know the little calculations in her stomach, and said: "Young poor mouth!" Lord wants a flying dragon in the sky, can you come down? You want the unicorn on the ground, can you catch it? You want a beauty shark in the sea, can you catch it? I still want Ai Gongzi in your house, can you give it to me? ”

At first, Hongcui was a little dizzy when she heard it, this flying dragon, unicorn, and beauty shark are all things that I have only heard of and have never seen, can I catch them casually? After listening to it again, oh, it turns out that the winemaker didn't care about the wine, but about my son-in-law. Hongcui was about to refute him, but Luo Qingsong said again: "I think it's over, I know that you can't do it, and I have to tell your son-in-law about this matter." Let's go, you take me to see my son. After speaking, regardless of whether Hongcui wanted to or not, he bent down and reached out, and actually carried Hongcui onto the horse, grabbed the horse's belly, and walked away.

In a moment, Hongcui was held hostage by Luo Qingsong and returned to Jinxiulan. Luo Qingsong got off the horse first, and then wanted to hug Hongcui down, Hongcui jumped off in anger, and almost didn't twist her foot. She snorted and came to the inner room, followed by Luo Qingsong. Hongcui said in her heart, if it weren't for the little life of the butterfly, who would pay attention to him? I had to scold him several times in my heart.

Childe saw Hongcui coming in with a pout, and asked, "Who messed with you?" There is a bitter gourd face. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Luo Qingsong coming in after Hongcui. Childe was stunned for a moment, then got up and said, "It turns out that General Luo has also arrived, please take a seat." Red green, make tea! ”

Hongcui pouted and said in a low voice: "Let the painting screen go, I can't wait for this kind of master!" That being said, I still went out to serve tea.

Gongzi asked Luo Qingsong to sit down and asked, "I don't know what happened to General Luo Shen's visit today?" ”

Luo Qingsong still had that kind of joking tone: "It's not a big deal, I just want my brother to think so much, I just happened to see Miss Hongcui, and I stopped by to see my brother." In the past few days, have you missed me? ”

Childe has always been deaf to his tone, and said bluntly: "Ruoqing is not like General Luo, she is a busy life. ”

I said this, but I didn't say the next sentence. Hongcui came up with tea and said to Childe, "Childe, don't listen to him. He told me that he knew the man in the portrait. ”

Childe hurriedly said: "Is this true? ”

Luo Qingsong originally wanted to joke with his son, but at this time he had to nod and say, "I don't know him." ”

Hongcui was angry and said angrily: "You said you knew it just now, but you don't know it now, why are you fooling me?" ”

Childe scolded: "Hongcui retreats, don't be rude!" ”

Hongcui stomped her foot and retreated angrily. Childe asked again: "Does General Luo Shen know the man in the portrait?" ”

Luo Qingsong said: "I really don't know him, but I know who he is." I have been to the Internal Affairs Office several times before, and I know that he is a guard of the Internal Affairs Office, named Shen Feiyu. ”

Childe pondered: "The guards of the Internal Affairs Office? How did he and Monk Duo meet? How could a monk owe him a silver tael? ”

Luo Qingsong smiled and said: "If you want to talk about his festival with many monks, I know a little better. ”

Childe looked up and said, "Oh, please speak." ”

Luo Qingsong looked at Gongzi with a joking look on his face and said, "Why? Why am I telling you? What good do you give me? ”

Childe Zhengse said: "What do you want?" ”

Luo Qingsong replied: "What I want is easy to say, and it is not easy to say. I don't want anything else from your brother, as long as you open your mouth and beg me, brother. Brother, you beg me, don't talk about this little thing, even if you let my brother jump into the river, I will also jump. ”

Childe was speechless, this kind of begging was really difficult for her. I was bored for a long time, and I never said a word. Seeing her embarrassed, Luo Qingsong was so unhappy in his heart, and wanted to catch him: "Since my brother is so embarrassed, my brother and I have nothing to say, my brother and I will be pulled down by your guards, but my brother and I are gone." With that, he got up and was about to leave.

Childe thought to himself, but this is not the time to care about dignity or not, after all, the life of the butterfly is more important. So, she stood up, lowered her head and whispered, "Ruoqing begged to save the life of the butterfly." ”

Luo Qingsong turned around and sat down complacently, and said, "That's not good, I will only say it when you call me my brother." ”

Rarely, Ai Ruoqing replied shyly and shyly: "Brother!" ”

Luo Qingsong still didn't let go of his son, plucked out his ears and said, "Brother, I can't hear it." ”

Ai Ruoqing had no choice but to shout loudly again: "Dear brother! shouted like this, but Childe refused to call anymore. Seeing that she was so embarrassed and blushing like rouge, Luo Qingsong let go of her son and slowly explained the reason. (To be continued......)