Chapter Ninety-One: Strange Things at the End of Autumn

The season is gone, and the rain of autumn and winter is cold.

On the north bank of the Qinhuai River, the painted plane was serious, and he came to a newly repaired temple two miles away from the art garden with an oil-paper umbrella, and said sideways respectfully: "The owner, it's here." ”

"Is it expensive?" With a very low-pitched question, Liu Fu walked with a large oil-paper umbrella, and in addition to him, Dong Ce, who was holding Xiaohu, was also walking under the umbrella, and behind the master and servant, he also followed Ouyang Zhi.

"He came back last night, and he must have gotten up by now." Tu Ping said, and welcomed Dong Ce into the temple.

Dong Ce looked around the front yard, and entered the temple without saying a word, and saw that in the huge hall, there were many victims curled up in the corner of the wall and sleeping, he frowned, and said in a low voice: "The twenty wings in it are all full?" ”

Tu Ping hurriedly said: "Yes, the people brought by the subordinates last time have barely been able to live, and it has rained for several days recently, resulting in many disaster victims coming to us for refuge, so the subordinates can only let them do it at will." ”

"It's not a way to go on like this, although the student temple will only open next year, but I will often invite people to visit, so full of messes, what kind of system?" Dong Ce said in a dissatisfied tone.

Tu Ping immediately bowed his hand and said: "The subordinates know, but the sect leader said that those who came over did not refuse, and now they can't be driven away, I hope the sect leader will find a way." ”

"I think again, when will it be your turn to help me share my worries." Dong Ce was so depressed that he didn't look at Tu Ping's embarrassed expression, and walked straight through the hall.

Ouyang Zhi smiled bitterly, but he didn't say anything, he tried his best to keep his pace down and quietly followed Dong Ce to a row of rooms in the backyard. ”

"This is mostly arranged for a family to live, three or five people are already very crowded, if you are setting up a bed, I am afraid that you will not even be able to walk." Tu Ping explained.

Dong Ce rolled his eyes, sighed and said: "I didn't take them in to let them enjoy it, and you should also try to ask as little as possible and use your brains, I don't know how to add it if the bed can't be placed, I will let Tao Rong and his son do it, modify the bunk bed, and you also hurry up to the art garden to get a batch of bedding and food to distribute to them, and they are all covered with thin quilts when it is almost winter." ”

Saying that, Dong Ce looked at Ouyang Zhi again and said: "Brother Ouyang, after the victims have breakfast later, I want to trouble you to register their origins, whether they know how to do it, no matter what, even if you cook rice, you can write it down, and I will arrange it later." ”

"Brother Dong, rest assured, it's on Ouyang." Ouyang Zhi nodded.

Dong Ce instructed everyone about some matters, and after asking Zhang Dagui's residence, he came to a side room at the end, and when he opened the door, he saw that the three old men were only covered with a thin quilt, and they were hugged by the cold.

"Ahem." Tu Ping coughed, but saw that Zhang Dagui and the three of them did not react, so angry that he hurriedly stepped forward and hit the heads of the three guys, which immediately provoked the three of them to fry the pot, but after seeing Dong Ce, he instantly calmed down, and came over with a hippie smile on his clothes.

Dong Ce looked at the three of them who had lost weight and darkened a lot, and said with a light smile: "It's fun." ”

"Hey, sect leader, this trip almost killed the three of us!" The faces of the three immediately showed anguish.

"Where did they go?" Dong Ce asked.

"There are many places to go, from Ningzhou Jinling to Huzhou Huating, the big rivers go everywhere, more than 30 large and small wharves go back and forth and there is not a single one, there are things to carry every day, the sect leader looks, the skin and flesh on the shoulders of the subordinates, but it is not grinding!" Zhang Dagui was about to undress as he spoke, but was immediately stopped by Dong Ce.

"Okay, don't be embarrassed in front of me, and get down to business."

Seeing that Dong Ce was not in the mood to joke, Zhang Dagui and the three of them immediately restrained their smiles and began to tell what they had seen and heard in the past two months and the speculation and analysis of the three of them.

Dong Ce listened quietly for half an hour, during which Tu Ping went to arrange breakfast for the victims, and Ouyang Zhi also began to register the situation of the victims in the main hall.

"The subordinates think that they must have been prepared for a long time, maybe they started to prepare after the flood came, otherwise how could they have transported so much at once, but fortunately, the sect leader was shrewd enough to let Brother Tu take everyone to get food and clothing, and then arrange for the students to live in the temple, which really relieved us a lot of pressure." Zhang Dagui said.

"This Taiping Dao is really generous, in addition to food, even dozens of boats of clothes and quilts have been prepared, and each person can get a bag of wheat, but we are really not used to eating this thing." Lin Chao sighed.

"In addition to that, there are a lot of medicines." Wu Sheng added.

"Drugs!" Dong Ce raised his eyebrows when he heard this, stroked Xiaohu's spine and said, "Is there the thing I said?" ”

Wu Sheng immediately nodded when he heard this: "The sect leader is like a god, there is indeed the thing you said, but they don't touch it for us, they are all carried by Taoist priests, if it weren't for one time, a Taoist priest cut the sack when carrying it, and a few fell out, I'm afraid we won't be able to find it until now." ”

Dong Ce nodded, and let them continue.

When Dong Ce listened to the three of them, he asked them to go to breakfast, and he left the temple first.

Back at the door of the art garden, Dong Ce saw Zhen Wan waiting with an umbrella at a glance, he walked into the eaves, patted the rain on his shoulder, and said casually: "Is there nothing to do?" ”

Zhen Wan smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Fang is here, and the Zhengzhen Teahouse is waiting for the owner." ”

Dong Ce's head suddenly grew when he heard this, in order to borrow a few officials to come here for his drama to study hard, he promised to help Fang Mu a few times, and now it has been two months, and he is the first time he has visited, which shows how big the trouble he has encountered!

Walking quickly to the teahouse, after Dong Ce saw Fang Mu, he bowed his hand and said, "I've seen Mr. Fang." ”

Fang Mu, who was thinking about things with his head down, raised his eyes to look at Dong Ce when he heard this, got up and arched his hand, and said in an unkind tone: "Dong Gongzi is polite, Fang Mou's visit must have been expected by Dong Gongzi, right?" ”

"What do you mean?" Dong Ce thought about it in his heart, and said on his face: "Please also ask Mr. Fang to explain." ”

"Looks like you haven't received any news!" Fang Mu nodded, and after sorting out his words, he slowly brought an unbelievable case to Dong Ce.

At first, Dong Ce didn't feel anything strange, but as Fang Mu spoke more and more, Dong Ce's brows gradually wrinkled, and when Fang Mu said the last few words, Dong Ce's face had already darkened!

"Mr. Fang, I think you know very well that this has nothing to do with my art garden!" Dong Ce said in a deep voice.

"But as far as I know, they all came to the art garden to watch the play and disappeared, and the corpses appeared downstream the next day or a few days later, and yesterday, half an hour after the end of your night play, a floating corpse was found under Wenxiang Building, we have calculated, and even tried, if a person is killed in the art garden, the body is thrown into the water, and half an hour just floats to Wenxiang Building, you say that this has nothing to do with your art garden, how can you make me believe?"

If it weren't for Fang Mu and Dong Ce's contact, he would have understood his personality, otherwise he would definitely not be polite to him, and he would not even come in person, but sent two small catchers to escort Dong Ce directly to the yamen.

Dong Ce closed his eyes, and opened his eyes for a long time before he said: "I'm afraid that if I want to trouble Mr. Fang, I will be in big trouble soon!" ”