Chapter 6 Knowing Honor and Disgrace with Sufficient Food and Clothing
Soon after.
Yin Meng pushed the door in and said, "I have come up with a way, when you get off the boat, you will follow me, don't say anything, everything depends on my eyes." β
"Hmm!"
The sisters nodded in agreement.
The trio left the cabin.
When disembarking.
Sure enough, when they encountered the officers and soldiers checking, Luo Fuxue and Luo Fuling followed behind, watching Yin Meng calmly take out the yellow book and Lu Yin, his eyes flashed with surprise, but his face was not obvious.
I didn't expect that.
In ancient times, there was a technology of counterfeiting.
Luo Fuxue sighed secretly, and after the afterglow swept over Huang Jilu again, her heart sank slightly.
It's so fake!
She didn't have much contact with Huang Ji and Lu Yin, and she was faintly aware that something was wrong, not to mention the officers and soldiers who were inspecting the dock all day, if Yin Meng came up with this solution, it would be a little whimsical.
Really.
The officer and soldier touched it twice, and suddenly their faces changed, one hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he looked up.
"Shh
Yin Meng stood with his hands in his hands, his expression solemn.
Shaking his head slightly at the officers and soldiers, signaling the other party to silence, his facial features are handsome, his figure is long, when he is not smiling, his dimples do not appear, and a breath of a superior person comes to his face.
Even if Luo Fuxue was standing on the side.
Seeing his movements, he also subconsciously held his breath, let alone the officers and soldiers who faced Yin Meng.
"Take this official to see Yi Liang."
Yi Liang is the history of Yi Thorn.
Yin Meng not only called himself "this official", but also called the name of the assassin, the officers and soldiers were stunned, hesitated for a moment, and asked with their fists: "I don't know who the adult is?" β
"From Kyoto."
Yin Meng's answer was short and imposing.
If it was someone else, the officers and soldiers would have rushed up, but there is a saying called beauty and prestige, and it will work just as well for men, with such a look and such a bearing, even if he says that he is a flat-headed commoner, no one will believe it.
Several officers and soldiers glanced at each other.
stepped aside, muttered and discussed, sent two people over, and said, "It just so happens that Lord Assassin Shi is trying the case in the public court, so let's go." β
"Hmm."
Yin Meng's jaw is bowed.
With a look of not being happy with things and not being sad for himself, when the officers and soldiers were walking in front to lead the way, they suddenly turned around and winked at Luo Fuxue, and dimples appeared in his cheeks.
Such a contrast.
Luo Fuxue couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.
Although the identity is fake, the need to meet the history of the Ishu is real, and after the meeting, you can explain it.
On the road.
A group of officers and soldiers approached him.
When the two teams met, they naturally started talking, and it was inevitable to mention the three Yin Meng who were following behind, and when Luo Fuxue was pricking up his ears to listen, he suddenly saw the two officers and soldiers led by him walking aside.
I don't know why.
Her heart jerked.
Huang Ji and Lu Yin are all fake, mainly relying on Yin Meng to bluff people, and when they see Yi Thorn History, everything will be clear, but the key to bluffing is that the other party cannot be allowed to have a chance to think.
But right nowβ
Yin Meng returned his hand and grabbed the sisters' sleeves.
Looking at the officers and soldiers who gradually became surrounded and surrounded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly shouted: "Run!" β
The next second.
The sisters were like two pieces of light cloth, easily running with Yin Meng, someone pulled, it was easier than running by themselves, and the sisters didn't have time to think at all.
Just bury your head and run away.
When he finally stopped, his mind returned, and when he looked around, he was in a small alley.
The three of them temporarily threw off the officers and soldiers behind.
But it won't be long before the group catches up.
"Miss Luo."
Yin Meng's tone was hurried: "The two of you go to find Yi Tingshi, I will lure them away, if you can't get rid of it, you have to trouble Miss Luo to explain to Yi Tingshi, so that I will not be imprisoned." β
She was about to say yes.
Suddenly, another message was captured in the words.
"What if you can get rid of it?"
Luo Fuxue spoke.
Yin Meng didn't expect her to ask this question, she was stunned, smiled calmly, hugged her fists and said: "I inquired when I got off the boat, the next ship is going to Zhangzhou, if I can get rid of it, then I and Miss Luo, goodbye." β
Zhangzhou.
What did he go to Zhangzhou for?
This question flashed in his mind, after all, the two met in Pingshui, and the situation was critical at the moment, not the time to think so much.
"Hmm."
Luo Fuxue nodded subconsciously, hugged her fists and replied: "This gift is unforgettable, I wish Gongzi Yin a smooth trip." β
After all that's said.
She watched Yin Meng leave the alley.
Soon.
Some officers and soldiers shouted and shouted to kill in the direction where Yin Meng left, and when the sound gradually faded away, Luo Fuxue walked out of the alley and looked around, there were few people, and there were no pursuers.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
He went back and said, "Now there are no pursuers, let's go quickly." β
"Oh."
Luo Fuling kept up.
When you get halfway there.
She looked at Luo Fuxue's face several times, and stopped talking, and finally couldn't help but ask as she walked: "Sister, I don't want to come to Yunzhou, and I don't want to see the people of the Yi family, why don't we also take a boat to Zhangzhou?" β
Hear the words.
Luo Fuxue paused, did not answer, but continued to walk towards Yi's house without stopping.
Seeing that she didn't answer.
Luo Fuling was quiet for a while, and then explained again: "Yi Linhuai is just a concubine, I can see that he has ill intentions towards his sister, but how can he be worthy of such a sick seedlingββ"
"That's it!"
Luo Fuxue frowned.
looked at her and asked in a stern tone: "Are you still the two of us honorable eldest misses, my father is dead, the Luo family has fallen, if it weren't for Yin Meng just now, I wouldn't even know how to take you off the boat." β
"What you feel uncomfortable now will only get worse in the future."
"If you want to blame, blame me, blame me for being the eldest sister, I can't protect you on my own, I have to go to the Yi family."
Usual at home.
It's always her and her father, one singing white-faced, the other red-faced, and her father often worries that she is too spoiled by her sister.
But nowadays.
Luo Fuxue became a pillar.
The overwhelming pressure suddenly hit, and she realized that white faces were not so easy to be, and they could live easily in the past, but someone was carrying the weight for them.
As soon as the words are finished.
She was already remorseful.
Squatted down, while wiping her tears for her sister, she couldn't help but have hot eyes, blinked, hid her tears, and said softly: "It's my sister's mistake, I shouldn't scold you." β
"Sister!"
Luo Fuling rushed into her arms and hugged her neck, warm tears seeping through her hair, but silently.
Silent crying.
It made Luo Fuxue feel distressed, hugged her sister into her arms, and had to reason with her: "Fuling, you are used to living a noble life, do you think that everyone is knowledgeable and courteous, and they are humble to each other?" β
"The young lord ascends the throne, the eunuch is in charge, and the world will be in chaos."
"If it really comes to troubled times, ten rooms and nine empty, it is not uncommon for children to eat, you and I have no family protection, no father and brother protection, and we are both good-looking women, in the eyes of others, what is the difference between two pieces of fat?"
Cang Liao knows etiquette from the truth.
Food and clothing are sufficient to know honor and disgrace.