With his status as a butcher, if he wants to participate in the Ming Sutra, it is completely impossible.

But the butcher knew that since Song Mian had agreed, there would be no problem at all.

As long as he can answer a satisfactory score on the Ming Jing test, it will be the time for him to change his fate

However, this is obviously not the time for him to fantasize about the future.

I only heard Song Mian continue: "This time I came to Lan County, this matter is not the main thing. I'm here this time for Li Siwei. ”

"Yes." The butcher replied and said with a serious face, "After receiving your secret letter, I inquired about it at the yamen.

The predecessor Li County Commander, when he was in office, although he did not have too conspicuous achievements and did things in a decent manner, but because Lan County has been smooth in recent years, the people basically have surplus grain and there is no problem with taxes.

For three consecutive years, every assessment in the middle of the year and at the end of the year is in the middle of the year. ”

"There's no problem at all," Song Mian couldn't help frowning.

The butcher nodded and said, "Lan County has indeed been very calm in the past few years, and for such a long time, there has not been a single murder. Not to mention the murder, it is a robbery, and it is also rare. In the few months I've been here, the only thing I've encountered is a fight between drunks. ”

"Hmm." Song Mian nodded, and then asked, "Is there any news on another matter?" ”

Speaking of another matter, the butcher couldn't help but look embarrassed.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "There are fewer people in this matter." I asked a few people, and they all said that the former Li County Commander rarely went to Fengyue places.

It's just rumored that he was invited by the official of the family branch to drink a few times at the workshop. He also mentioned a few words about the decoration of the workshop.

As for how he got in touch with that big girl, the little one didn't find out. ”

"The identity of that Miss Mo, what did you find out?"

The butcher shook his head and said, "I have inquired with the people in the sect a few times, and this Mo Da girl is quite mysterious, and I am afraid that I will only know if I have to check Hu Cao's writings, or interrogate the charcoal." ”

"That's going to startle you." Song Mian sighed, feeling helpless.

"Exactly, you said you couldn't keep quiet, so I just cautiously inquired about it. If you can interrogate the big girl, it shouldn't be difficult to find out the identity of that big girl. ”

Song Mian nodded noncommittally, and after casually asking a few words about the recent events in Lan County, he said that he still wanted to go back to Bingzhou, so he sent the butcher to get busy.

The butcher didn't notice that Song Mian was feeling a little lost.

Even if he found out, he would only feel that Song Mian was a little disappointed because the harvest was too small this time.

As everyone knows, the reason for Song Mian's disappointment is him

Originally, he planned to stay in Lan County to investigate again, but after meeting the butcher, Song Mian changed his mind.

After sending the butcher away, Song Mian immediately instructed his men to go to the back kitchen to get him some mung beans, and then left the teahouse.

After seeing his coachman near the city gate, Song Mian left Lan County directly.

However, when passing by a village, Song Mian told the coachman to go to the village to buy him a few eggs and come back.

Seeing that Song Mian's face was a little bad, the coachman couldn't help but say, "You are not feeling well, why don't you go to the village to rest for a while"

Song Mian shook his head, frowned and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little sicksick." Go buy me some eggs and come back, and I'll rest for a while. ”

As he spoke, Song Mian's face seemed to be a little better.

However, after the coachman turned around and entered the village, Song Mian breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face became even paler.

Song Mian, who was frowning, endured the discomfort on his body, spread the mung beans he had just gotten in the teahouse on the car board, and ground the mung beans into powder little by little.

It's just such a little bit of strength, so he doesn't have a little strength, leaning softly against the door of the car, looking weakly at the direction of the village entrance, that is, the mung bean flour that has just been grounded, and he has no strength to put it away.

Fortunately, there was no wind at this time, otherwise, Song Mian's efforts would be in vain.

Waiting left and right, Song Mian finally waited for the coachman to come back with eggs.

When he saw the eggs, Song Mian didn't say a word, took the eggs directly from the coachman's hands, put them on the car board and knocked them lightly, and directly beat the raw eggs in his mouth.

This is not the end, I saw Song Mian swallowing eggs raw one by one, swallowing six of them, and then picked up the mung bean flour on the side and poured it directly into his mouth.

After doing this, Song Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and told the coachman not to panic, and after waiting for a while, Song Mian closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep leaning against the carriage.

Of course, he didn't fall asleep, but at this time, because of the arsenic, his body was really a little unbearable.

Rao is the secret recipe for him to eat the antidote, but it will take time to recover.

At the same time, in the city of Lanxian not far away, the dealer who sold a lot of meat also fell asleep in his meat stall with a book in his hand.

Unlike Song Mian, the butcher never had a chance to wake up again. As for the makeover he fantasizes about, it's just a flash in the pan after all

"Wow" Song Mian, who was sitting on the side of the car, suddenly refreshed after a period of difficult vomiting.

The coachman looked at Song Mian, who had just turned pale, with a stunned expression, a little bit of recovered spirit, and was speechless in surprise.

After a long while, when he heard Song Mian tell him to set off on his way, the coachman came back to his senses, answered, waved the whip in his hand, and the wheels rolled forward again.

"Remember, no matter who asked, you said that you went to Jingle."

Although Song Mian's request was a little strange, but for the sake of Song Mian giving a few more big sums as a reward, the coachman naturally had no complaints and immediately responded.

Not only that, because when he returned to Bingzhou City, the city gate was closed, and the coachman also asked Song Mian to make do with the night in the car.

However, Song Mian declined the coachman's kindness.

Because he came back a little earlier than the scheduled time, Song Mian didn't want to waste this time.

Even though it was late at night, he left the carriage and disappeared without a trace under the cover of night.

Of course, a closed gate doesn't open a crack when a puppet returns.

In fact, Song Mian had no plans to enter the city at this time. He's just going to go around the city walls.

There was no way, what happened in Lan County made him have to be cautious.

I saw him go round and round under the city gate, and then return the way he came