He Zhichun got the money, and a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, although these silver pieces are a drop in the bucket, they can't make up for the pain of the people of Jingzhou who have lost their relatives, but at least let their lives be better in the next half a year.

There will be no tragedy of selling children and daughters and starving to death at home.

That's the only thing she's able to do at the moment.

There is no curfew in Jingzhou City, and the sound of flower girls playing and singing can be heard in the middle of the night.

He Zhichun and Cui Jiu were dressed in black night clothes and quietly followed behind Yang Buju.

He had just come out drinking with the bookkeeper in the liquor shop, and he was full of wine.

This guy is wearing a pink wide-sleeved robe embroidered with peony flowers today, hugging two beauties on the left and right, frolicking.

I can see that He Zhichun is disgusting, this guy is all eunuchs, and he is still spending flowers and waves? What a scumbag!

The alleys in the south are usually crooked, not like the north, horizontal and vertical, like cutting tofu pieces, and they are very good Tibetans.

He Zhichun held the big mallet given to her by He Zhili in his hand, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Cui Jiu was holding a handful of stones in his hand, ready to beat Yang Buju to his knees at any time, and he dared to insult Ah Qiao, he couldn't bear it.

That Yang Buju was also a pervert, and when he walked into a dark alley, he put his hands up and down, and pinched the flower girl and cried.

Cui Jiu couldn't see it, and a stone was thrown over, hitting the back of Yang Buju's head.

Knocked him to the ground in an instant.

When the flower girl saw it, she screamed in fright, and ran away.

"Let's go, Ah Qiao, go and beat the girl to death, and in a while, those two little ladies will call someone to come."

Cui Jiu said, pulling He Zhichun and running into the alley.

Then he took out the sack and put it on Yang Buju's head, He Zhichun immediately took out a mallet and hammered it at Yang Buju!

Call you a! I obviously have a waist, okay?

See if I don't beat your waist to the thickest part of your body!

This Yang Buju is in the business of selling grain, where does his grain come from? Look at the empty Jingzhou treasury and you will know!

That Yang Buju was just stunned for a while, and then began to howl as a pig, "The hero spares his life, the king spares his life, my father is the assassin of Jingzhou, if you do this, my father can't spare you!" ”

Cui Jiu laughed roughly, "Damn it, your father is the assassin of Jingzhou, and Lao Tzu's father is still the Jade Emperor!" Little second son, this dog thing is a fat sheep! ”

He Zhichun was stunned by him, Cui Jiu even knew how to ventriloquist!

This voice is obviously a mountain forest bandit!

Cui Jiu gestured to He Zhichun, and He Zhichun hurriedly carried the mallet to the mouth of the alley to let the wind out.

Cui Jiuqiang endured the nausea, stripped Yang Buju of the valuable things on his body, and then picked it up with his sword......

Yang Buju only felt a chill on his body, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted.

He Zhichun looked at the two flower girls from a distance and had already called the bad people in the state capital to come over, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted: "The wind is tight, nonsense?" ”

Looking at Yang Buju on the ground again, he almost didn't flash his blind eyes.

Cui Jiu scratched his clothes into tatters, revealing his skin that had been beaten blue and purple by He Zhichun......

If those bad people come and see it, they don't know what happened to him!

"!" Cui Jiubao came over and hooked He Zhichun's waist, and the two flashed quickly.

When they were almost on the main street, the two of them straightened their clothes and swaggered back home.

As soon as they entered the door, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Is it deflated? We can be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor, this dog thief is quite rich, and he carries gold beans in his pocket. ”

Cui Jiu touched He Zhichun's head and asked with a smile.

He Zhichun nodded, "Hahaha!" Look at what kind of face he will have in the future to tease the little lady everywhere. How can you still be ventriloquist? At this moment, Yang Thorn Shi must have thought that the bandits nearby did it! ”

Cui Jiu looked at He Zhichun with interest, "Then Ah Qiao can still talk about bandits!" The wind is tight, and it is whirring? ”

He Zhichun hurriedly hahaha: "If you listen to the obedient book in the teahouse of the wine shop, you will say this." ”

"Go back to sleep quickly, don't let Daddy find out. Tomorrow morning, someone will come to pick you up, and let's go together to distribute the money to the people. ”

Seeing He Zhichun return to the house, Cui Jiu summoned Mo Zhu and handed him a booklet, which was very small, almost half a palm's size, and it was densely packed with charcoal to record the flow of money.

It was he who had just searched out of Yang Buju's arms.

Because in order to fill the shortfall, there has been too much silver to be spent lately, and it is necessary to take money from the grain store.

In the case of the arrival of the imperial history, Yang Jiang is definitely unwilling to put the account book in the hands of outsiders, and he will definitely take it back.

He had been staring at Mr. Mozhu for a long time, and today he went out with the booklet and handed it to Yang Buju.

Today's beating Yang is not lifted, but it is counted in one fell swoop.

not only helped Ah Qiao get angry, but also got the account book he wanted.

"This is the evidence of the moths in Jingzhou, you send this, together with my secret fold, to Chang'an as soon as possible and hand it over to the saint. If you can't meet the saint directly, leave it to my grandfather to hand it over on your behalf. Got it? ”

He had already played an excerpt before to arrest Yang Tingshi and others, but the more evidence, the better.

Mo Zhu nodded, cautiously put the account book into his arms, and said worriedly: "Xiaolang be careful that the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry." ”

Cui Jiu nodded, "Don't worry." Princess Tianbao is now in Jingzhou, like a fairy, and she will go to the next level tomorrow. Liu Siwei is dead again, the three thousand government troops are all under control, and Yang Tingshi can't make any waves. ”

Cui Jiu pondered for a moment, and then said to Mo Zhu: "After you return to Chang'an, go to the gods in Tianxu Province to publicize the matter of Princess Tianbao's sacrifice to the sky, and try to say it as godly as possible. ”

"Don't look for a storyteller who knows how to remember, lest you be suspected of boasting, understand?"

Mo Zhu smiled sheepishly, "Don't worry! It's not the first time we've done this, King Wu was disgraced by us back then! ”

Cui Jiu patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Didn't you fall in love with the spring peach next to my mother, this matter is done, let my mother marry her to you, and the dowry will be wrapped up for you." ”

Mo Zhu was overjoyed, patted his chest and promised: "I promise that when you return to Chang'an, you will be able to sit on the ground and ascend to immortality." ”

Cui Jiu kicked Mo Zhu angrily, "Get out!" Be careful on the road and don't let people snatch the ledger. ”

One person attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascended to heaven.

If Ah Qiao is ascending to immortal, then he must be holding his thighs and going to follow, so is he a chicken or a dog? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? ”