Sending Zhang Yaozu away, the people who went to Yunxia Mountain didn't come back so quickly, Zhuang Rou felt a little idle, so he went to sit on the threshold of the yamen, waiting for Shi Zang and them to come back.

After a while, Ma Dezheng's people came back first, they pulled a few carts of things, and walked back happily, all of which were from Li Pingwei's house, and they didn't even let go of a piece of iron.

Seeing her sitting at the door from a distance, Ma De hurriedly shouted: "Sister Zhuang, we are back, the harvest is really too big, this blacksmith is really a demon, and there are a lot of good things hidden!" ”

Zhuang Rou didn't look carefully just now, and now she was idle, so she walked down the steps and looked at the four carts curiously, "You won't bring back the broken quilt, right, you actually loaded the four big carts?" ”

She was a little surprised by the number of things, except for seven or eight large boxes, the others were all packed in large cloth pockets, and they were all piled up on the car.

Ma Dezheng laughed and said: "Sister Zhuang, who would want that kind of rag, we take all good things." ”

"The little box was full of silver and silver tickets, a thousand taels, and some copper coins and gold and silver jewelry. There is a mess of those jewelry, and there are even a lot of children's longevity locks, maybe they are all snatched. ”

Zhuang Rou didn't open the box, which is not easy to open outside, "It must be those believers who paid tribute, and it is also ill-gotten gains, of course all of them must be confiscated." What else is it? ”

She patted the other large boxes, these were so suspicious, a small blacksmith, how could there be so many things.

"Sister Zhuang, these boxes contain cloth and some porcelain ornaments, which are all good things." Ma Dezheng smiled, and then lowered his voice, "There are also two boxes of weapons, which he made privately, and they are all in the style that the government prohibits. ”

Zhuang Rou was a little surprised, is this weapon trying to rebel? It seems that the adult has an excuse to copy the Qingfan Palace, she smacked her lips and said, "Yo, this is a big crime of copying all over the house!" ”

"What's in those bags, grain?" She swept through three truckloads of pointed cloth bags, this can open a grain store, how can there be so many.

Ma Dezheng shook his head and said, "Sister Zhuang, there is only one bag of grain, and the rest are iron ingots. I don't know where he bought so many iron ingots, and all of them were used to make weapons, but these were all valuable goods, so he brought them all back. ”

"When they are sent to the official craftsmen, they can all be turned into weapons, so that the government can have more reserves."

Iron ingots?

Zhuang Rou walked to a carriage, opened a cloth bag, and sure enough, he found a palm-sized iron ingot inside.

She took out a piece and looked carefully, the edges were not smooth enough, there was no official seal, it was not something from the official mine, it was an iron ingot smelted privately.

The government has a clear prohibition that the people are not allowed to dig and smelt iron ore privately, and the blacksmith shop can only buy iron ingots from the official mines to make utensils. Moreover, ordinary people can't afford to build such a large kiln to smelt, even if someone dares to do it, it contains a lot of iron slag, and the appearance is not so good at all. Not to mention, there is such a large amount that can be taken out and sold at one time.

Zhuang Rou has dug mines, and has also worked in the mine where he stole mines, and has seen iron ingots burned by official kilns and private kilns.

"Ma Catcher, borrow this piece for my use." She said, as she weighed the ingot in her hand.

It's just an iron ingot, and Ma Dezheng said: "Sister Zhuang wants to build some handy weapons, take more of them, this has not yet been put into storage, you can as many as you want." ”

"No, it's just a piece, and besides, what I really want to build, what does it matter if it's in the warehouse or not." Zhuang Rou said casually, she is not polite to Chu Xia now, and she is already her own in the entire Hongzhou Yamen.

Ma Dezheng smiled, this is what Sister Zhuang dares to say, and Tongzhi doesn't dare to say that.

They pulled the things they had obtained from the raid into the yamen through the side door, sent them to the warehouse and then received the reward, while Zhuang Rou took the iron ingot and went directly to the prison arrest department. She went to the dungeon where Li Pingwei was being held, asked the jailer to open the cell door, and the person walked in.

Li Pingwei had been untied, and the whole person was lying there as if he was dead, and if he looked closely, although his head was swollen like a pig, he was much better in other places. Sure enough, it's a guy who is strong on the outside, and it seems that Shi Zang hasn't done it yet, or just scares him, so he recruited everything.

"Wake him up." Zhuang Rou waved his hand, and a jailer came back with a bucket of cold water and splashed it on Li Pingwei on the ground.

The whole bucket of water was poured on, Li Pingwei snorted and opened his eyes, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, standing next to him, looking at him with a smile.

A history of evil ghosts!

His eyes widened violently, it was this woman who had caused him to become like this. If he hadn't assassinated her, he wouldn't have been confessed and ended up like this.

"Where did you get your ingot?" Zhuang Rou saw that he was sober, so she asked with a pleasant face.

Shi Zang has his own murderous aura, and Li Pingwei was casually frightened by him before he could resist, but he was not so afraid of a girl like Zhuang Rou. He just snorted coldly and twisted his head to the side, as if he had been a hard bone from the beginning.

Zhuang Rou shrugged regretfully, why do people always have to challenge themselves, if they don't eat some bitterness, they won't be honest. If you can be like the little master Shi Zang, it will save trouble, and you can scare people into weak legs if you stare at them.

She walked over and half-squatted beside Li Pingwei, holding the iron ingot in her right hand, but after thinking about it, she put it next to her again, and directly pinched her fist and hit him on the nose.

One punch or two punches, Zhuang Rou didn't say a word, didn't open his mouth to extract a confession, just beat him silently.

Li Pingwei was already beaten, and at this time he was beaten again, and he couldn't even say half a sentence except for the screams of oops. His teeth were knocked out one by one, his mouth was full of blood, and his head was swollen and blue, like a huge eggplant.

"It's okay if you don't say it, my sister doesn't want to hear it yet." Zhuang Rou shook his hand, grabbed the iron ingot and made a tentative gesture on his head, licked his lips and said, "I'll open your scoop today, and Bai Huahua's brain will be used to scald a pot and eat." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes showed a fierce light, and her whole person exuded the same cold and dead aura as Shi Zang, and the hand holding the iron ingot was raised high, and she was about to smash it on Li Pingwei's head.

The jailer, who had been watching from the outside of the cell, saw that the posture was really terrible, and hurriedly ran outside, and hit the table, knocking down a tea bowl on it and breaking it to pieces.

With the sound of the tea bowl falling and the jailer running away in a panic, the iron ingot in Zhuang Rou's hand smashed into Li Pingwei's head with a strong wind.

"I say! I was looking for Zhao Dading to pick Chai Lang outside the city to buy it! Li Pingwei shouted hard, if he didn't shout, he would really die, that killing intent made him feel that Zhuang Rou was really going to kill him, and he recruited him in order to live.

Zhuang Rou's hand was crooked, and the iron ingot slammed into the floor in front of Li Pingwei's face, and he only saw a flash of sparks, and some small gravel flew up and bounced to his face. It was the iron ingot that smashed into the stone slab on the floor, and the sparks that came out, and the flying rubble, you could see that this smash was done with all its strength.

Li Pingwei was paralyzed like mud, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief and survived again.

"As long as you go out of the east of the city, there is a small market in that area, where are the firewood sellers." He said weakly.

"It's so good, it would have been nice to say no sooner, and it would have taken some effort on my part." Zhuang Rou instantly put away her murderous aura, revealing a smiling face like sunshine, and said in a gentle tone.

Li Pingwei couldn't say anything, lying on the ground with a gossamer, only a long and weak breath, which could prove that he was still alive.

Zhuang Rou stood up and walked out, "Pick Chai Lang...... It's kind of interesting. ”

Then she instructed the jailer to take care of Li Pingwei and take some good medicine, because this person is dead, and if he doesn't copy him, it will be considered an adult's mercy.