The horses' hooves rolled, and the man in black came to the ruined temple, and unlike the rainy night, this time the guards walked in.

There were no more people in the ruined temple, only the fires that had been extinguished by the earth, and the traces of people, carts, and donkeys walking.

The guards dispersed and came back a moment later.

"Nothing out of the ordinary." They replied.

What could be out of the ordinary, the guards at the head thought to themselves, in a ruined temple with wind leaking on all sides, two women resting on their feet and a thin donkey, one of the women was still half dead, and they could see it with just one glance outside the door that day.

They were the guards who were looking for a resting place for the governor.

The Governor of the rear had stopped and waited for news.

I didn't expect that there were people here, and it didn't matter if there were people, just drive them out.

It doesn't matter who it is, even if it is a broken Buddha statue, the governor must live, and the Buddha statue must be out of the way.

It's just that after returning to the court, the governor said that it was troublesome and continued to hurry.

Troublesome? What's the trouble?

The big wipers brushed the head and body, the world was noisy, but the governor's voice was still clear.

"Woman, crying, noisy, annoying." He said, "I don't want to hear it." ”

What's so annoying about the women crying and making noise? It is common to raid the house, and if you are annoyed, you will be slashed with a knife, and it will be quiet immediately, and the guards will be puzzled, but the governor has already urged the horse forward.

The governor's mind has always been difficult to fathom, and everyone is used to it, so they hurried around the broken temple.

Maybe it was because of the pause and urging the horse at that time, the sword fell.

The guards took another look at the ruined temple, turned their horses' heads and galloped away.

As the news spread, the black-clothed guards gathered towards Los Angeles from all directions, and the guards at the Los Angeles gate were shocked.

It's coming, it's finally coming.

The official families in the city are already panicking, and they are even thinking about how to die happily at home, if they fall into the hands of the Metropolitan Judge, it is really better to live than to die.

But the black-clad guards did not enter the city, but stopped in front of a tea shed on the side of the road outside the city.

There will be such a tea shed on the main road in front of every city, with simple piles set up on pergolas, simple benches and tables, two large pots of water are constantly boiling, and the tea is broken tea that is grabbed and thrown into the pot.

Not far from the city, you can enter the city by walking a few more steps, there are all kinds of clean teahouses in the city, but the road is very hard, you have to queue up to check when you enter the city, the pedestrians who are dry and dry look at the city close at hand, or prefer to sit down and drink tea first, and slow down their spirits.

Therefore, the tea shed is always full of guests, bustling and lively.

But today there are a lot of people, but it is not lively, and it can even be said to be very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of water gurgling in the pot.

The old man who sold tea squatted in front of the stove, looking at the boiling water, not knowing whether to brew the crumbs of tea on the stove until the urging sounded.

"Is the tea ready? Why is it so slow? ”

The old man who sold tea shivered, pinched the broken tea with trembling hands and brewed it, and turned around tremblingly with the teapot: "Okay........."

The whole tea shed was surrounded by people, so dense that not even a fly could fly in, and only one person sat alone in the pergola.

The old man selling tea didn't dare to look up, and moved over to the table step by step, only to see the gold wire coiled on the robe at the man's feet.

"Big, big, people, please, please...."He shuddered as he put the teapot down.

A hand reached over and held the teapot.

The hand was slender and broad, and there was a hideous scar on the back of the hand.

The old man who sold the tea was even more frightened, lowered his head, stepped back, retreated to the stove, and heard the tea being dumped.

I really drank his humble tea.

The old man who sold tea couldn't help but quietly raise his eyes and saw that the hand was holding the teacup to his mouth.

Then a pair of dark eyes broke into the old man's sight.

The moment he looked up, his dark eyes looked at him like a sharp sword.

The old man woke up in shock, and hurriedly lowered his head and shrank in front of the stove.

The tea shed is full of guests from all over the world, and you can also hear the news from all directions, and the old man who sells tea naturally knows the prestige of the governor Huo Lianhuo.

It's just that today, not to mention the momentum, there is another thought lingering in his heart, this Huo Dudu's eyes are really good-looking

There were footsteps in his ears, accompanied by a voice, "My lord, I found it." ”

The teacup is placed on the table and emits a gentle collision.

"Okay." Hodudu's voice said, "I only want things, and people don't want them." ”

The old man who sold tea also listened to it here, and knew that Huo Lian had lost something, so he stopped to look for it.

Now that it's found, will the person who stole it be killed directly?

The old man who sold tea lowered his head, and Huo Dudu's idea of looking good dissipated instantly.

"My lord, it wasn't stolen, it was dropped." Bing Wei said.

Out of the corner of the old man's eye, he saw a guard raise his sword and offer it with both hands.

"It's near the ruined temple that adults wanted to stop last night but didn't stop."

Huo Lian sighed, as if she was wondering where the temple was.

The old man selling tea was also curious, and then heard the guard explain.

"There were two women in that ruined temple last night, and the adults walked around."

"I've checked it, there's nothing abnormal, and the direction of their car is the opposite of Jianluo."

In other words, it was not the two who stole it, and the two women didn't even notice that there was a fallen sword nearby.

"The hook is off."

Huo Dudu's voice suddenly said.

I see, the old man who sells tea recites Buddha in his heart, so it has nothing to do with other people.

The next moment there was a soft sound, it seemed that Huo Dudu threw the sword in his hand, and let out a slight question.

How?

Do you have to blame others for the sword hook falling off? The old man who sells tea brings up his heart again.

"My lord, what's the problem?" The voice of the guard asked.

Huo Lian's voice said, "It seems to be a little lighter." ”

Light? The old man selling tea was puzzled, and then he heard a sound, Huo Dudu threw his sword over, and a guard reached out to catch it.

"It's really rough workmanship, what kind of master craftsman." Huo Lian's voice was a little sneering, "Delay the trip and throw the debris in the car." ”

With that, he got up and walked out with heavy steps.

The guards in the tea shed followed in a chaotic manner.

The old man selling tea raised his head cautiously, and saw the tall figure surrounded by the guards, the tall figure suddenly stopped, and the old man selling firewood saw a beautiful side face.

"Zhu Chuan, don't forget to pay for tea." He said.

Let's take another step out.

A black-clothed soldier turned back to block the sight of the old man selling tea, it should be Zhu Chuan, who was in his early twenties, with a dark face, and asked how much it was.

The old man who sells tea is trembling.

"Don't say you don't want money, it's like we adults are bullying you." Zhu Chuan said, oh again, "Don't think about asking for more money, our adults' money is not blown by the wind." ”

The old man who sold tea could only stammer.

This Zhu Chuan actually had to bargain: "Your tea is not very good.....

The old man who sold tea was about to cry, so he said he didn't want money.

"Zhu Chuan, don't scare other people's old men." Someone outside the pergola walked in and said loudly.

Zhu Chuan smiled and put a few coins on the table, turned to look at people.

The person who came was a bearded man in his thirties, and his voice was buzzing: "Found it? Which sword is it? Did Your Majesty give it? ”

Zhu Chuan said: "I went out and took a handful from the armory." ”

He paused for a moment.

"I still have the impression that this sword was seized by the King of Jin when he rebelled."

Back then, the King of Jin rebelled and seized, the major events of the year, but when it came to the princes, they couldn't be discussed casually, this case was handled by Huo Lian himself, and he also made a fortune by relying on this case, which can be said to be more than the folk circulation, and the old man who sold tea couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Zhu Chuan continued: "When I went out, I took a random handful, that is, it was filled, and adults don't use swords, who would think that the hook would be broken after a long time." ”

The beard sighed: "My lord has the strength to turn Los Angeles over, I thought it was a lot of money." ”

The Metropolitan Inspector raided the house and broke down the door, confiscated countless things, although the stolen goods had to be handed over to the public, but the governor had such an identity, and he kept what he liked.

The stolen goods left behind are also divided into levels, and what is stored in the armory is not something valuable, otherwise it should be entered into the Treasure Pavilion.

Zhu Chuan said: "The stolen goods are also planned by adults, of course, they are precious, he can throw them away, but they can't be stolen." ”

"Whatever you say, it makes sense." He said with a grin, turned around and walked out, raising his voice to exclaim, "Let's go." ”

With Huhe, the black-clothed soldiers gathered outside the tea shed got on their horses, gathered in a team, and galloped away with Huo Dudu.

The sound of horses' hooves disappeared, and the old man in the tea shed dared to peek out.

The guards at the city gate also breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly reported the news.

"Really gone?" The governor of Los Angeles seemed incredulous, "Just left?" ”

There was no raid, no extermination, and no even looting property.

The heavy gifts he had prepared were still piled up in the storeroom.

Thinking of this, the prefect of Los Angeles hurriedly urged his subordinates to "hurry up and deliver the things." ”

The subordinates hurriedly pulled the car and chased after it, and came back half a day later, saying that Huo Dudu had taken the things.

The prefect of Los Angeles and the families who were waiting all breathed a sigh of relief.

Just be willing to accept gifts.

At this time, the prefect of Los Angeles straightened his back and his eyebrows were calm, and said with a smile to the clans: "I told Huo Dudu, our Luocheng officials are clear, and the family is benevolent, and Huo Dudu thinks so." ”

The families expressed their gratitude to the prefect, "My lord, I have worked hard. "Thank you, sir." "With adults here, I'll wait for peace of mind." At the same time, the gifts prepared by each family were also brought in, and the prefect accepted them with a smile.

The hearts of the officials and people of Los Angeles have been settled.

The pheasant looked at the boundary monument in front of him, and kept his heart to settle down a little.

"Miss." She let go of the reins and walked to the car, "We're in Xucheng." ”

As she spoke, she gently lifted the corner of the pergola that was set up on the car and looked inside.

The lady in the car was still lying down, and when she heard her voice, her closed eyes opened.

The eyes are dark and bright.

"Okay." She said.