readx; It was noon when he returned from Bashang, 3,000 cavalry stopped outside the city, Li Qing'an also changed to a carriage, the light car was simple, and drove to the city, today is the temple fair, there is a big market outside the Chunming Gate, the stalls occupy most of the official road, the flow of people is bustling, crowded with pedestrians rushing to the market, Li Qingan's personal soldiers did not deliberately drive away, their lord is the time when they need to win fame, anyway, there is no particularly important matter, there is no need to disturb the market. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone slowed down the horse, guarded the carriage, and slowly moved forward on the narrow road, which was not too far from the city gate, Li Qing'an sat in the carriage, looking at the lively market outside with great interest through the car window, the temple fair market is a spontaneous organization of the people, to a certain extent, it is a kind of barometer of the economy, only when the ordinary people have surplus items in their homes, this kind of temple fair market similar to the flea market in later generations will appear, and the more materials left in the house, the more prosperous the market will be.

And like those war-torn states and counties in Hebei, there will be no more markets anyway, and the markets in front of you have been stretching for more than ten miles, crowds such as the sea, all kinds of agricultural and sideline products, all kinds of mountain delicacies, all kinds of primitive handicraft products, each with farm tools, selling rice, selling meat, vegetables and fruits, steamed buns, handmade coarse cloth, and even many shops in the West Market have set up stalls, almost everything, not only the people of ten miles and eight villages outside Chang'an City are all attracted, and the people in Chang'an City have been attracted out, Buy a little fresh game, shop for rare goods that are usually difficult to see, help the old and the young, and travel with the family, just like a festival.

"Stop!"

Li Qing'an shouted, the carriage stopped, and the captain stepped forward and said, "Please give the general's orders!" ”

Li Qing'an pointed to a stall ten paces away and instructed the captain: "Show me the things in that stall." ”

More than a dozen pro-soldiers immediately rushed over, the stall is not big, and not close to the roadside, in the back rows, it is difficult to find it in the crowd of people, this stall selling furs, perhaps the stall owner also realized this, so he set up a simple wooden frame, hung the best fur on the shelf, Li Qingan sat in the carriage, condescending, and saw at a glance that the shelf had something that he was familiar with.

Perhaps because of the preciousness of the fur in his stall, several merchants had already discovered the treasure and were haggling around him.

"Get out of the way! Move! A dozen burly soldiers rushed up, startling several businessmen and hurriedly walked away.

In a moment the soldier walked to the carriage with the stall owner and his goods, the stall was about thirty years old, stocky and stocky, and his face was honest, and he was carried by the soldier, and trembled with fright, but he clung to a few of the most valuable furs in his arms.

Li Qing'an's eyes were sharp, and he saw a black leopard skin on his wooden frame just now, which made him a little unable to believe his eyes, could it be that he was wrong, not a leopard skin?

Now this piece of black fur is in the stall owner's arms, and he is holding on to it, Li Qingan looked at it carefully, although he is not very clear, but by feeling, this is a piece of leopard skin.

He didn't have a car window either, and asked through the curtain, "Is the black fur in your arms a panther skin?" ”

The stall owner was so frightened that he couldn't say a word, and the soldier pushed him, "What about you!" Why not answer? ”

"Yes..... It's panther skin. ”

"Show it to me."

The stall owner was so frightened that he took a step back and clung to the fur, but the soldier snatched the fur from his arms, and the stall owner grabbed it, but the soldier held him down.

Li Qingan took the black leopard skin and spread it flat on the small table, and he saw the scar on the leopard skin at a glance, which was pierced by Gao Wu with an arrow back then, and later repaired, leaving an indelible trace.

There is only one black leopard skin with arrow holes in the world, which he Li Qing'an hunted in Lingshan ten years ago, and after several tosses, it finally fell into the hands of Li Linfu, but after Li Linfu was raided, this leopard skin entered the palace, and later it was said that Li Longji gave it to the clan.

How could it fall into the hands of a peasant now, this made him puzzled, if this leopard skin appeared in the big store in the East Market, it would be understandable, but it was hung on a wooden frame by an ordinary peasant and shouted and sold, and it was still in the bazaar of the temple fair, which was puzzling, and it was also quite precious to look at the other furs in his arms.

"How much does your panther skin sell for, I bought it."

"I'm going to.... One hundred silver dollars. ”

One hundred silver dollars was going to sell this incomparably precious black panther skin, but Gao Wu asked for one hundred and fifty taels of silver back then, and he didn't sell it, and this bastard only sold it for one hundred silver dollars.

Li Qing'an immediately realized that this black leopard skin was very likely to come from the wrong way, and he was about to interrogate this person, but when he saw that many pedestrians had already surrounded him, and the road was a little congested, he ordered: "Take this person and go to the city tower for questioning." ”

The carriage started, and took the stall owner of unknown origin to the city gate, and after a while, the carriage entered the city, and Li Qingan went directly to the city tower and sat down on a city brick.

Several soldiers brought the stall owner up, and the stall owner already knew a little bit of Li Qing'an's identity, so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Lord Wang.... Spare your life! ”

This man looked like an honest peasant, but Li Qingan saw a bit of cunning in his eyes, Li Qingan pointed to the leopard skin and asked him: "I won't kill you, you give me an honest explanation, where did you get this leopard skin?" ”

The man trembled and said, "This leopard skin is ..... My ancestrals! ”

Li Qingan's face sank, "Give me twenty sticks!" ”

Several pro-soldiers overturned the man, and said with sticks, the wooden sticks fell like raindrops, and the man cried for his father and mother, and soon, after twenty sticks, the man was beaten to the flesh, lying on the ground, unable to move.

Li Qingan said coldly: "I'll give you one last chance, if you don't tell the truth again, I will kill you on the spot for stealing!" ”

The man's face was so frightened that he had to confess, "These things belong to my brother, and he has kept Dongzang Province with me, but people have run away, and my family is trying to build a house, so I am thinking about selling these furs and returning them for some money." ”

"What does your brother do?"

"My brother .... My brother ...."

The man smuttered, refusing to speak, and the soldier poked him with a stick, "Say! ”

The man grinned, almost fainting in pain.

Li Qingan waved his hand and ordered his soldiers not to touch him for the time being, and he said to the man: "You say it, even if your brother commits a crime, I will not pursue you, and give you money to treat your injuries, but the premise is that you have to tell the truth, otherwise once I find out the truth, I will let you arrest you and confess to your brother." ”

The man didn't dare to hide it anymore, and began to confess honestly, "The villain's name is Hong Dabao, he is a member of the Baqiao people outside the East City, his father is a tenant farmer of King Qi, after the death of King Qi, our family became a tenant farmer of King Qi, the villain has a brother named Hong Sanlang, who was originally a family member in the palace of King Siqi, after the family of King Siqi fled to Chengdu, he left my brother and several other family members to guard the old house in Chang'an, last year my brother stole some things from the palace of King Qi, including these few furs, he was afraid that the government would catch him, so he fled, Before leaving, he gave me these furs, and asked me to raise his son, saying that if he did not come back within a year, the furs would belong to me, and now more than a year has passed, and these furs are of little use to me, so I want to sell them for some money, and as soon as I set up a stall, I was seen by the prince and begged the prince to spare my life. ”

After speaking, he kowtowed, Li Qingan nodded, this is about the same, stolen from the Siqi Palace, this statement is more reliable.

"Since these furs are all stolen goods, they are not your belongings, according to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, you will be punished and imprisoned for hiding stolen goods, but since I promised not to pursue you, then spare you once, but the stolen goods will be confiscated."

Li Qing'an instructed his soldiers: "Give him twenty silver dollars to heal his wounds and send him away!" ”

Several soldiers took the man away, and Li Qing'an gently stroked the soft black panther skin, and couldn't help but feel a nostalgic emotion in his heart, and he returned to the fort years ten years ago.

Seeing that Li Qing'an seemed to have a soft spot for this black panther skin, the captain next to him smiled and said, "If the general likes it, he might as well stay." ”

Li Qingan shook his head and smiled at the soldiers around him: "This black panther skin was originally mine, when I was hunting in Lingshan to make money, I almost died under the sharp teeth of this black panther." ”

When he saw that his soldiers were stunned, he got up and said, "I left the leopard skin, and now I will go home." ”

He also instructed the captain of the pro-soldier school: "Go to the imperial city and bring me Zongzheng Siqing." ”

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Zongzheng Temple Qing Li Yi is the 'clan beggar ancestor' that Li Qing'an saw in Luoyang Taimiao last year, he was very down-and-out, but because Li Qing'an visited the Taimiao by chance, he completely turned over, not only was named the king of Heijiang, but also promoted to Zongzheng Temple Qing and became a dignified member of the court.

Li Yi was grateful to Li Qing'an for this, but he was even more afraid that Li Qing'an was just promoting him on a whim, making the high-ranking official he had just obtained a cloud of the past.

In fact, Li Qing'an's mind is very clear, everyone knows that the key is how Li Qing'an could take a fancy to himself, after thinking for a long time, and finally Li Yi summed up three conclusions: first, he is the oldest one in the existing Li clan, and even Li Longji has to call him the emperor's uncle, this noble generation makes him have enough say in the clan; Second, he is not a descendant of Li Shimin, his grandfather Li Yuanxiang, the king of Jiang, is the younger brother of Li Shimin, and Li Qingan is a descendant of Li Jiancheng, which is very important; Third, it was he who did an incident in the Taimiao that was enough to shake the entire clan, and in front of Li Qing'an, he replaced Li Shimin with Li Jiancheng's spirit card.

It is these three reasons that he can turn over and become Zongzheng Siqing, but Li Yi's mind is clearer than anyone else, Li Qing'an is not using him to make him a mud bodhisattva, but to let him play a role at a critical time.

It's just that Li Yi doesn't know what he should do, when the Ruizhao incident happened a few days ago, he was almost hot-headed and created a Ruizhao in the Taimiao, but fortunately, before he had time to carry it out, he began to arrest people, which made him secretly happy.

This also made Li Yi realize a truth, don't do anything without authorization, when Li Qingan needs him to do something, he will naturally look for him, such as now.

Li Yi was summoned by Li Qing'an and rushed like a gust of wind.

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(To be continued)