The sons and daughters of the four major families and a group of masters were captured alive by the bandit king Xin Zhuo, and only one escaped.

This news, after repeated confirmation by professionals, and finally verified, is like a flat thunderbolt, and like pouring a spoonful of ice water into a hot oil pot.

Instant fryer all over the city!

It's not a matter of thieves who are hard to catch, but most of the people in the city are going bankrupt!

This quickly set off a ripple effect, with the economy languishing, unemployment soaring, and pedestrians on the streets much more down.

The strong contrast, the psychological and spiritual pressure, in just one hour, half of the people in the city "sick" down.

And many more have chosen to abandon the world.

"It's not good, Hu Yuanwai of Qixiangfang jumped off the building!"

"Xiao Dong Lane Zhang Sanye has thrown himself into the river!"

"Second sister-in-law Li threw all her family money into the Murong family, and now she is holding a kitchen knife to wipe her neck!"

"The worst thing is the leader of the Song gang of the Beicheng Axe Gang, who took the property of the whole gang to bet, and is now being chased and cut by the younger brothers!"

"Li Ji Silk Village and the shopkeeper of the Jiang family's pawnshop met to drink rat poison, it is said that two days ago they were still raising the bar, whether the Murong family or the Yuan family won!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The government office is on an errand! ”

Yuan Mo'er hurried to Wangjiang Tower, the tallest building in the city, with a group of catchers, who came to stop gamblers from thinking about it.

It was a serious matter, but Yuan Mo'er showed a trace of imperceptible pride on her face.

"Head, did you earn it?" A female catcher quickly sensed the pleasure on Yuan Catcher's face.

Yuan Mo'er coughed lightly: "Hugh is talking nonsense!" I just remembered the funny things from last year. ”

At this time, they had already arrived at the bottom of Wangjiang Tower, and when they looked up, they saw a fat man wearing only gray pants on the roof of the building, looking up to the sky and wailing: "It's gone, it's gone!"

"Hu Yuanwai!"

Yuan Mo'er tried her best to soften her voice: "It's just that I lost some silver, people always have to live, why can't I think about it?" Don't you still have a wine shop and a jade shop? ”

Hu Yuanwai lowered his head, his eyes were red, and he roared: "Lost, lost!"

"That'...... What about wives and children? You always have to worry about their feelings, right? ”

"Lost too! I mortgaged them! ”

"This ...... You still have parents, right? You must repay your parents for their nurturing kindness! ”

"My father died at an early age, and my mother and a few maids were used by me to wash clothes in the white laundry, and they were exchanged for fifty taels, and they were also taken by me."

"You always have a chance to make a comeback and save them from fire and water, don't you?"

"No, I also borrowed 1,800 taels of money!"

"Then you die, waste!"

"......" and the group of catchers looked at their heads blankly.

Yuan Mo'er knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't, jokes!"

"Bet on a ball...... Never gamble again in the next life! Xinzhuo dog thief, I don't share the sky with you! I won't let you go if you're a ghost! ”

Hu Yuan looked up to the sky and roared, and fell headlong.

Yuan Mo'er's eyes were fast, and she raised her foot and kicked a cart of grain next to her, narrowly catching Hu Yuanwai.

Hu Yuanwai's suicide incident is by no means an isolated case, and the city is full of people who threw themselves into the river, jumped off buildings, and drank medicine.

Fortunately, thanks to the big battle outside the city, the city prevented the intrusion of fine workers, caught a lot of speed, and put out fires everywhere, and the casualty rate was not too high.

……

The prefect's backyard.

The news lagged slightly, and the prefect's wife was quiet, and it would be much later for the news of the market to come here.

At this time, the prefect's wife with a pair of children and Su Miaojin was enjoying the plum blossoms, and the table was full of beautiful color and excellent taste of "Crispy Miaozhai" dim sum.

"The two poems made by that person are only average, and our Autumn Palace Pavilion is full of such talented women and talented women."

Su Zefeng ate a piece of peach cake, "Poetry and songs are just fun, how can there be a refreshing thief, mother, sister, you don't know, Chen Guiyan and Murong Lei are real masters, without my sister as a bargaining chip, that Xin thief king has eight hands, and it is difficult to escape." ”

"That's good, that's good!"

The prefect's wife patted Su Miaojin's slender hand lovingly, "Miaojin has suffered so many grievances, when the thief king is cut alive, Fang Jiewei's heart is evil, and then when your father and the generals win the battle outside the city, this day will be considered peaceful." ”

Su Miaojin, who was dressed in white, smiled slightly, but a wisp of thought was held in her heart, she was very curious, what happened to the masters of the four major families and Xin Zhuo, it has been several days, I'm afraid it's time to come out, right?

"Mother and sister, don't worry, there are no accidents!"

Su Zefeng glued another piece of peach cake.

"Something's wrong."

At this moment, the maid Dongling staggered in from outside the courtyard, with a frightened face: "Madam, Miss, Son, it's not ...... big thing."

"What kind of system is it?" The prefect is used to governing the family well, so he can't help but reproach him.

Dong Ling bowed and saluted, his voice trembling: "The masters of the four major families were all captured alive by the Xin Thief King, and only one escaped!"

"Smack!"

The peach cake in Su Zefeng's hand fell to the ground, his eyes widened, he had been waiting for news for the past few days, and he was even very confident for a while, pressing the Murong family for five thousand taels......

Even the prefect's wife shuddered.

Su Miaojin was slightly stunned at first, then lowered her head, a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and then forcibly endured her seriousness, but she couldn't be serious.

Little thief, I have made a lot of money by you.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the streets were full of wailing and sighing, full of negative emotions, but Shangguan Fan Qing was in a good mood, he even had leisure to pull a romantic bun, with a faint elegance on his face, squinting his eyes, patting the folding fan, and went straight to the Golden Hook Gambling House.

The maid Haitang followed closely behind, blinking with big eyes: "Young hall master, that little thief is so powerful, he really won."

"Isn't it that your young hall master is powerful? Let's call it three or two thousand gold, singing and dancing, snake and mouse family! Let's go, take the silver two, one to thirty-nine, I have to calculate how much I won, haha......"

In front of the Golden Hook Gambling House, now there is no longer the excitement of the past, the door can be full of birds, a few dead leaves along the side of the door dripping and rolling, the steward and the little guy sit side by side at the door, face like ashes.

The vibe wasn't quite right!

Shangguan Fan Qing accepted the fan suspiciously: "Wu Na is in charge, let's exchange the silver!"

The steward glanced up at him and pointed behind him: "The owner is inside, you go to the owner."

Shangguan Fan Qing entered the room in surprise, and saw a strong man wearing brocade stepping on a stool, with a three-foot white silk hanging on the beam, and his head halfway into it.

"This owner is slow!" Shangguan Fan Qing hurriedly waved his hand to stop it.

It's okay not to shout, but when this voice went down, the proprietor was excited, his head was stuffed, the stool was kicked, his neck was instantly tense, and he rolled his eyes.

"Damn, the brain show is funny, and you can't think about winning the silver? Redeem Lao Tzu's silver and die again! ”

Shangguan Fan Qing was furious, and with a slight wave of the fan in his hand, a fan shadow roared away, cutting off the white silk.

The owner fell to the ground with a "bang", coughed violently a few times, and then slapped his legs and cried.

Shangguan Fan Qing looked at the appearance of the proprietor, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Huh? Aren't you the overlord sword grandson big donkey? We've walked through the tick bar together! ”