Chapter 8 Small work, living people
"Hula!"
After the sound of the curtain moving, a dazzling white light came to his face.
The sleeping people in the room shrank and sank into the 'Begonia Spring Sleep' brocade quilt.
"Get up!" Ding Yi's voice was as crisp as a bell.
How cold the winter is, how warm it is in the bed.
Jiang Xiaoli impatiently flipped out two fingers, clamped the edge of the quilt, pulled it up, and covered the hair tightly.
Regardless of whether the people on the bed could hear it or not, Ding Yi began to chatter.
"Sister, that's obviously a small job, and you can't look at it." To tell the truth, she hopes to help Peach.
"A little man in the Qinglou, with a box, asked us to send her out of the capital, because he offended a big official, and the official wanted her life." Jiang Xiaohua's head was still under the quilt, and his voice was a little slurred.
"How do you know it's an official?" Ding Yi was puzzled.
"Shoes!" Jiang Xiaoli replied with a loud voice.
Ding Yi walked to the bedside: "...... I can't think of it, Fumo's shoes are very ordinary. ”
"Change direction, think again!"
"It's not Futao, that's ...... The one who chases him! She tilted her head, stared at the bulging quilt, and blinked.
"Oh...... Their shoes...... I was just eating that day, and I didn't notice ......"
"I noticed that those people, although they have changed into civilian clothes, have not changed their shoes, which are very similar to the boots of the Royal Forest Army I saw last time at Zhu Yuan's house."
"It is made of deerskin, embroidered with golden auspicious clouds on both sides," Jiang explained.
Ding Yi nodded: "The one who can send them is of course the top official." ”
The green brocade quilt is concave and convex into the curve of the body, and the begonias are in full bloom, silent: "What else did you find?" ”
Ding Yi rolled his eyes casually: "They changed into civilian clothes, which means that it is not appropriate to make a noise at this time." ”
Jiang Xiaoli didn't speak.
Ding Yi slammed his mouth, as if he didn't get to the point.
"Use your brain!"
Who is Jiang Xiaohua, a gold medal lawyer! This little follower is improving, but it's just the speed of a snail......
Ding Yi walked around the room while thinking, the index finger of his right hand stretched out, and he shook and shook it, and he was a storyteller.
"The ruler wants her life, and he is offended...... Offended?"
"How can you offend people? Or do you want to be offended? She stopped, her eyes lit up.
The person in the quilt tried to stretch out one hand to get used to the cold, and then stretched out the other hand, as if he had made a lot of determination, before the brocade quilt was removed two inches to reveal his eyes!
"So you know why I took that bit of broken silver from Futao, right?"
"Huh!" Ding Yi was dumbfounded, "Got it!" ”
Jiang Xiaoli yawned: "There is another important information that has been overlooked, box!" ”
"A man who fled for his life didn't bring anything, so why did he bring a box?"
Ding Yi also looked puzzled: "Yes, shouldn't you bring gold and silver?" ”
"She doesn't have much money! So...... The box may be worth a fortune! ”
Jiang Xiaoli nodded: "The box plays a major role in it. ”
"Anything that has anything to do with the government is a big deal. If a big official wants the life of a Qinglou woman, he must have been caught with an important handle, as long as he has the handle in his hand, it will be profitable. ”
Ding Yi's face flashed with excitement: "yes, why didn't I think of it? Sister, it's still up to you! ”
"That's right! Right! If it has anything to do with the official, there is no trivial matter."
She turned around and walked out: "Just in case, you have to hide people first." ”
"Go ahead!" Jiang Xiaoli likes this little follower more and more, they are the same kind of people. You can find the prey when you smell it, and if you find it, you will never let go, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited you are.
It's so cold!
The quilt is so warm!
In the morning full of fireworks, Jiang Xiaoli struggled to climb out.
It's work!
There is a narrow alley from the side of the ink washing building, which is only for two people to pass, and the light is dim, and the gravel paving road is lined with low paving.
Inside are all funeral streets selling incense candles, shrouds, paper ties, etc.
At the end of the walk is a coffin shop that has been unvisited all year round - this is also Wang Zimo's industry.
The ink washing building and the coffin shop seem to be unrelated, but the underground of the two is connected.
This can make a big difference!
The coffin shop can be used to cover up the breath of a living person, and it is difficult to find a person who is the same as Jiang Xiaohua.
Fu Tao was temporarily hidden here by Ding Yi.
At this time, the coffin is laid in the basement below.
An oil lamp was turned on to the limit.
"What's that benefactor's name?"
Fu Tao shook her head, looked at the ground, and sat restrained with her palms pinched.
"So, where does he work?"
She shook her head again.
"All I heard was a white-haired old man who was traveling with me and called him 'Big Prince.'"
This kind of name is all over the street. Ding Yi looked at him with a disappointed expression.
Jiang Xiaoli crossed his arms thoughtfully: "What do you think is the reason why he chased and killed you?" ”
Hearing the word pursuit, Fu Tao's shoulders tightened.
After a while, he trembled and said a sentence: "I stole his things." ”
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding.
"It's ......"
"Hmm...... Brocade bag. ”
Jiang Xiaohua's eyes swirled on the black box and a few grains of broken silver on the table: "Are you sure there are only these things in it?" ”
Fu Tao nodded, twisting the corner of his clothes with his hand and saying in a timid but sure tone: "As soon as I got out of Wanyan Building, I touched the bag, and there were only ten taels of broken silver and a box in it. ”
"The silver was too little, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to go far, so I thought that the box might be able to exchange some money, so I turned around and went to the pawnshop."
"Who knows, the box can't be opened, and a penny has never been exchanged."
As he spoke, Fu Tao actually squatted on the ground and cried.
Ding Yi stepped forward and gently stroked her thin shoulders: "Alas, why do you go to what kind of place to beg for a living?" ”
"Poor!" She wiped the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand, "I am so poor that I can't even fill my stomach, as long as I can eat enough and let my family be fed, I am willing to do anything." ”
Really, it's not a prostitute to be poor.
"If you accept your fate and do it well, why do you want to run away?" Jiang Xiaoli didn't understand.
Fumo looked at the not-so-bright ground in a daze: "I originally thought so, but ......"
The tears had not yet dried, and a touch of shyness ran through her fair face: "Mother Bao took my ...... for a hundred taels of silver." First Night...... Sold to him. ”
He looked at Jinyi Junjun, but he was not a person at all, and found that I was not...... The virgin has become...... Beast. ”
"Whip! Fist! What's in the house? I can't stand the beating. ”
"I thought I would endure it, but I just lay in bed for ten days and half a month, and I didn't get killed. But he said that it would cost another five hundred taels to buy me and chop it up to make dog food......
"Woooooooooo......oo I took advantage of the fact that he was out looking for Bao's mother, picked up the brocade bag and escaped. ”
Hear here,
Ding Yi tilted his head, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, as if in this way, those pains could be dissipated.
Fumo sobbed and sat on the ground with her knees folded, the light and shadow flickering, her face half bright, half dim.
Jiang Xiaoli picked up the box and looked at it carefully.
What's in there?