Ma Du asked again: "If it is that person, then he must have already come, maybe he has already found out about Widow Xie's arrest." ”

Yang Qiuchi nodded again: "There is such a possibility." ”

"Then he must have run away, what should I do?" Ma Du asked anxiously.

Yang Qiuchi didn't know what to do, and at this time, the little black dog who had been following Yang Qiuchi saw that the owner had no intention of going out, so he squeezed him with his head.

That's right, track with Blackie! Yang Qiuchi had a flash of inspiration in his head, squatted down with the hat, handed it to the little black dog's nose, and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the smell of this person would still remain in the straw hat.

The little black dog had the experience of stalking once, and immediately understood what the owner meant, so he stuck his little head in the straw hat, sniffed carefully, then lowered his head and sniffed against the ground, walked to the door, and scratched with his front paws. Yang Qiuchi immediately opened the door. The little black dog continued to sniff around with his head down, all the way to the city gate.

Ma Du ordered a few brocade guards to continue to wait, and the rest followed.

Came to the south city gate, at this time the city gate had long been closed, although the officer guarding the city gate knew the attire of the Jinyi guard, but did not know Ma Du, and said that there was no pass for the county lord, and the city gate could not be opened. Ma Du didn't speak, gave the officer guarding the south gate two ear scrapers, and then took out the gold medal of the brocade guard, the officer knew that it was powerful, and quickly ordered the city gate to be opened.

Since there was no fighting, the drawbridge outside the city gate was not pulled up. The little black dog sniffed all the way up the bridge and led everyone out of the dark city.

After walking for about half an hour, I saw a white ribbon in the distance, across the distant night.

When I got closer, I realized that the white ribbon turned out to be a river.

The little black dog kept his head down and sniffed everywhere until he came to the river, turned around in the same place a few times, and raised his head to bark at the river.

Yang Qiuchi's heart sank: It's over, this person in a straw hat must have already gotten on the boat. When the smell meets the water, it disappears. There is no way to track it anymore.

Raising his hand to look up and down the river, there was not even a boat, and I don't know how long I had been walking.

Ma Du also followed Yang Qiuchi to look at the upstream and downstream of the river for a while, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Brothers. ”

"The man probably got on the boat and left, and there was no way to continue tracking." Yang Qiuchi said dejectedly.

Ma Du was disappointed and looked at Yang Qiuchi, hoping that he would come up with a new idea.

Yang Qiuchi shook his head: "I can't help it." ”

Although Ma Du was disappointed, he was still full of confidence in Yang Qiuchi, and with his intuition, he dared to conclude that this young man would definitely be able to come up with a new way. comforted: "Brother, it's okay, let's figure it out tomorrow." Let's go back first. ”

The group returned to the interrogation room of Yamen Prison, Song Zhixian was still waiting there and did not dare to leave, and when he saw Ma Du and Yang Qiuchi coming in, he hurriedly greeted them, and smiled with his waist.

The two brocade guards who stayed behind carried a small box, walked up to Ma Du, opened the box, and said, "My lord, the deposit brought by Song Zhixian is here, a total of two hundred taels." ”

Ma Du glanced at it, nodded, and said, "Lord Song, you go back." It's getting late, the brothers are tired from the day, and it's time to rest. ”

Song Zhixian agreed, and said: "Lord Ma, the post house has been prepared, please go and rest with your brothers." ”

Ma Du said hello, glanced at Widow Xie who was still hanging on the shelf, hanging her head motionless, touched her chin and said to herself: "This scratching goods is too severely punished today, and she has to rest for two days. Xiang Song Zhixian said: "Lord Song, this felony is guarded by Lao Haosheng." We'll be interrogated in two days. Song Zhixian agreed.

Ma Du patted Yang Qiuchi on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you should also have a good rest." We'll think of something else tomorrow morning. ”

Yang Qiuchi nodded and arched his hand: "Tomorrow morning, I will come to the post office of Master Ma." Ma Du smiled: "Okay! He arched his hand and went out with the brocade guard.

After Song Zhixian said goodbye to Yang Qiuchi gratefully, he took two steps to lead the way for the Jinyi guards.

Yang Qiuchi checked Widow Xie's injuries again, and asked Da Panya and others to put her down first, and then go to Lang Zhong to heal Widow Xie's injuries, although he knew that two days later, Ma Du's group of Jinyi guards would come to interrogate, and this injury would be cured in vain, but it would also have to be treated, in case she died in her own hands, then there was no way to explain.

Widow Xie lay on the floor of the interrogation room, still motionless. If it weren't for the ups and downs of her back breathing, Yang Qiuchi would really be a little worried about whether she would have died.

When Lang Zhong treated Widow Xie's wounds, connected the broken bones, and carried her out of the interrogation room with the door panel, Widow Xie glanced at Yang Qiuchi deeply, she didn't expect that this young man who had captured herself would find someone to heal her injuries, so she smiled lightly, which was a thank you.

Yang Qiuchi personally supervised the carrying of Widow Xie back to the cell, and at this time, it was already the third watch in the middle of the night.

Yang Qiuchi looked at the motionless Widow Xie on the straw in the cell, and felt a little emotion in his heart, although this Widow Xie is a woman, under the torture of Jinyiwei, she can still not spit out a word, it is a bit of Sister Jiang in "Red Rock", I can't help but admire, I can't imagine that the exiled Emperor Jianwen's subordinates, there are such people who swear allegiance to the death.

Thinking that if it weren't for himself, this widow Xie would not have been arrested and would not have been tortured like this, Yang Qiuchi felt a little guilty, but he immediately calmed down, and kept telling himself in his heart: Since he has come to this cannibalistic feudal class society, of course, each is his own master, at this time, the position must be firm, the banner must be clear, and the string of class struggle must be tightened. If you want to pretend to be a good person, have a good heart, and act as a woman, don't want to mix in officialdom, otherwise, the end will be very sad.

After figuring out this verse, my heart will be relaxed. He ordered the janitor on duty to keep watch over him, and then he left the prison, took the straw hat, and returned to his new home with the little black dog.

When Yang Qiuchi stood at the gate of the courtyard and knocked on the door, the door was opened without a few sounds, Feng Xiaoxue held a horse lantern and looked at Yang Qiuchi happily: "Husband, you are back." ”

Yang Qiuchi nodded and walked into the courtyard. The little black dog ran to Feng Xiaoxue's side affectionately, and Feng Xiaoxue squatted down and gently touched the little black dog's head.

When Yang Qiuchi returned to the courtyard, he remembered that Mother Yang asked her to go to the master to make amends, and she was a little upset. There are a few lanterns hanging under the eaves of the courtyard, which illuminates the courtyard. Yang Qiuchi slowly walked towards the main room, thinking about what to do, at this time, the door opened, and Yang's mother walked out.

Yang Qiuchi raised his head and smiled reluctantly: "Mother, I've been busy in the cell today, and I just finished being busy, so I really don't have time to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Mother Yang interrupted him with a smile: "Okay, my mother already knows, you go into the room quickly and see who's coming!" He took Yang Qiuchi's hand and walked into the room.

There were also a few lanterns hanging in the living room, and in the middle sat an old man, on crutches, looking at himself, it was none other than Yang Chenzuo's master.

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