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The caravan had a total of one hundred and nineteen people, and except for Ning Xiu, a footman who was a companion, all of them belonged to the Sun family.

Walking with such a caravan, Ning Xiu naturally would not have too much psychological pressure, and Sun Wenzheng, the leader of the caravan, received special care from the second young master, and he also took care of Ning Xiu.

The caravan had been on the march for five hours since it left the city in the early morning, but the men were tired and tired. Seeing that it was dark, Sun Wenzheng, the leader of the caravan, ordered everyone to stop and find a place to stay, rest for the night and then hurry.

In the late Ming Dynasty, commerce was extremely developed, so many market towns emerged between the county governments. These bazaars were not strictly part of the Ming Dynasty, but they could provide a place for traveling merchants to settle down, and they grew larger and larger until they were woven into a net.

The town where the Sun family caravan settled today is called Shenjia Town, which was originally a village. Because of the excellent geographical location and the fact that there were many caravans, the people of Shenjia Village, who were active, thought of transforming the courtyards of their houses into inns to use them as a place for caravans to settle down and earn money.

It turns out that the villagers of Shenjia Village are very far-sighted. Opening an inn makes far more money than farming.

You can earn a few taels of silver by digging and eating in the land, and if you encounter a large caravan passing by, an inn can earn a few taels of silver a day.

Because it is transformed from the courtyard of a residential house, the scale of the inn in Shenjia Town is not large, and each family can live more than a dozen people, scattered all over the town.

The leader of the caravan, Sun Wenzheng, divided the caravan personnel into ten inns to stay. The inn that Ning Xiu was assigned was called Huipeng, a very ordinary name, and even had a rustic atmosphere inside and out.

However, it can be seen that the shopkeeper of this Huipeng Inn is very thoughtful, and the walls of the guest rooms renovated from the old houses are newly painted, and the rooms are also of various grades. There are upper rooms for the big shopkeeper and team leader, and there are double rooms for ordinary businessmen, and of course, the cheapest chase shop is indispensable.

Ning Xiu was traveling with the Sun family's caravan, so naturally they paid separately.

Ning Xiu chose the best single room in the upper room, not because he paid attention to pomp, but because he was troubled and inconvenient with Chu Wanglun.

The people in the caravan only knew that he was a cloth seller, but no one knew that there was a large living man with his hands and feet tied in his carriage. Although Ning Xiu believed that even if Chu Wanglun was exposed, no one in the Sun family's caravan would say anything, but it was better to be low-key and cautious, and if he could, he would not cause trouble.

Ning Xiu parked the carriage in the backyard, then lifted the curtain and entered the carriage.

He rummaged through a pile of cotton cloth to find the air holes that had been left, and with a light flick of the mechanism, the mezzanine popped open.

I saw that Chu Wanglun was still asleep, and the effect of this sweat medicine was really good enough.

However, just in case, Ning Xiu had already blocked Chu Wanglun's mouth with a rag and blindfolded him with a black cloth. That way, even if he suddenly woke up, he wouldn't shout and make people suspicious.

The people who were assigned to an inn with Ning Xiu were all young people, and the Datong where they lived was in the front yard. The backyard where Ning Xiu lives are two completely separate courtyards.

There is only one resident in the backyard now, Ning Xiu, so he can rest assured that he can drag Chu Wanglun down and bring him into the house.

It's just that it's too tiring to do this work alone, and Ning Xiu spent a lot of effort to get Chu Wanglun dragged into the house.

After everything was done, Ning Xiu sat on the bed and gasped for breath.

This Chu Wanglun, who killed a thousand knives, was really too heavy.

Now that it was completely dark, Ning Xiu's stomach was growling, and his hungry eyes were black, so he carefully closed them and went to the front yard to have a light meal with everyone.

After eating a full meal, when he returned to the house, Ning Xiu lit a candle.

The conditions of the farmhouse inn are really not good, and even the best upper rooms do not have oil lamps.

But when he was out and about, he didn't care about this, Ning Xiu lay down on the bed and thought about his next plan.

When he thought about it, he heard a low whimper under the bed, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, it seemed that the effect of the sweat medicine had expired.

Ning Xiu turned over and jumped out of bed, squatted and dragged out the tightly bound Chu Wanglun

"Listen, I have tied you out of Jingzhou City, if you know each other, you will be honest, you will answer a question I ask. If you shout nonsense, I will cut your tongue with a knife. ”

After that, Ning Xiu slapped a dagger on the small table. This was given to him by Sun Wufan before leaving, telling him to use it for self-defense. Ning Xiu had been hiding the dagger in his boots just in case.

This warning had obviously worked, and Chu Wanglun no longer whimpered, but lay straight on the ground motionless.

Ning Xiu wrapped a black scarf around his face, and only then did he untie the strip of cloth on Chu Wanglun's eyes.

Seeing the light again, Chu Wanglun's eyes were stabbed painfully, and he subconsciously narrowed into a slit.

After he got used to the light, Ning Xiu said coldly: "You must want to know who I am and why I kidnapped you here." You're sure to want to know where you are. But I won't tell you any of that. Because your life is in my hands, you are not qualified to question me. ”

Ning Xiu spread his hands and said, "It may be inconvenient to kill you in the city, but killing people in such a poor country is like killing chickens, if you dare not cooperate and play tricks, I will kill you with one sword." ”

Chu Wanglun's eyes revealed a look of horror, and Ning Xiu continued with a little determination in his heart: "I'll take away the cloth blocked in your mouth now, you be honest." ”

After that, he picked up the dagger and lightly picked up the rag on Chu Wanglun's mouth.

Perhaps the cold light when the dagger approached was too dazzling, and Chu Wanglun subconsciously squirmed backwards.

Ning Xiu's previous warning obviously had an effect, and Chu Wanglun didn't dare to shout for help, for fear of causing death.

Ning Xiu put away the dagger and said coldly: "Why did you instruct Hou Lai to frame Wu Changbo's father and son to embezzle people's land?" In addition, did you instigate the impeachment of Wu Changbo's father and son and Zhang Gelao? ”

As soon as these words came out, Chu Wanglun's face immediately turned pale.

He thought that he had met a little thief who wanted to rob money, but he didn't want this person to come for Wu Changbo and Zhang Juzheng.

Of course he had read the imperial court's mansion report, Zhang Juzheng was unscathed, but Wu Changbo's father and son were punished, which was very different from what he expected.

It can only be said that Zhang Juzheng's position in the heart of His Majesty the Emperor is still too stable, even more stable than he imagined.

So whose person is this person? Wu Changbo? Or Zhang Juzheng?

But one thing is for sure, whoever this person is, he's in big trouble.

"Good, good man. This has nothing to do with me......"

Seeing that Chu Wanglun still wanted to quibble, Ning Xiu shook his head, took the dagger again, and put it against Chu Wanglun's neck.

"Master, my temper is not very good, and I hate it when others lie. Do you want to be pierced with blood in your neck, lose blood and convulsions? ”

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