When the Wind Rises Chapter 50 The East of the City Is Dead

In the early morning, a drizzle fell outside the window, and the Xiangyang street market, which was boiling in the past, was also a little cleared up because of this drizzle, and the crowd was not as crowded as when they entered the city yesterday, but there were still sparse pedestrians with oil umbrellas and braving the rain to rush to the market, and the noise on the street was covered by the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the eaves.

Baiyun, who had almost never slept all night, turned over and got up, lifted the shroud after a simple wash, looked at the little monster who was still lying on the bed and was sleeping, and knew that he couldn't move the sleepy bear, so he shook his head helplessly and went downstairs alone.

Although it was drizzling, there were many guests who could have breakfast at the inn, some of them were wealthy people in Xiangyang, and some were tourists and tourists who passed through Xiangyang like Baiyun, but fortunately, the shopkeeper had left a good table for everyone early.

"Bai Yun!" The plain robe boy saw Bai Yun coming downstairs and hurriedly greeted.

After Bai Yun sat down, the plain-robed boy looked sideways at the stairs again, and asked in a little surprise, "What about Miss Yuruo?"

"I went downstairs just now and saw that Yuruo's door was still locked, she should still be in the room. Bai Yun nodded and replied, looking like he was not giving up.

The boy in the plain robe frowned, and said with a smile: "Also, everyone is tired after a tiring journey these days, and it is not surprising that they get up late." ”

After hearing this, the purple-clothed maid wrinkled her long eyes slightly.

Between the two words, a white-clothed figure appeared outside the door, it turned out that the sky was not yet bright, so Zhang Yuruo went outside to inquire about the news.

In front of the table of Bai Yun and others, there are two brightly dressed wealthy businessmen in Xiangyang, and there is a silver wire birdcage on the table full of pastries, and there is a black-covered starling bird in the cage.

"Dead, dead, dead!" the black-black starling suddenly exclaimed.

I only heard the rich merchant sitting on the opposite side of the birdcage say: "Eh, although I don't like to raise birds, but other starling birds are very spiritual, every time people say Wishing you prosperity and other festive words, the mouth seems to be muddy with oil, in fact, the starling bird is not stupid, it knows that as long as the owner has a long face and is happy, naturally a delicious meal of insects is indispensable, how can you this starling learn to say such obscure words?

Another wealthy merchant picked up a bamboo chopstick, gently tapped the silver wire birdcage, and said to the black bird in the cage: "Old man, shut up, don't talk nonsense! If you talk nonsense again, I won't feed you worms today." ”

The starling in the cage is really the master of people's hearts, and when he saw that the owner was angry, he immediately obediently closed the beak.

"Don't you know, I passed by the east of the city this morning, and there are dead people over there!" said the owner of the starling bird.

"Dead?" said another wealthy businessman.

"But it's not, hey, very unlucky, early in the morning when I went out to meet the dead, those children who got up early on the side of the road were scared and screamed, it happened that I was holding the old eight to pass by, probably the eighth heard those children shouting dead people, dead people, and learned to come back. ”

"I have lived in Xiangyang for decades, and there are many thieves and thieves in the city, but the dead are really rare, who are the dead?"

"It looks like it's the second child of the store in which store. ”

"How did you die?"

"I don't know, there are sticky blood stains all over the ground, I am afraid that it was found after dying overnight, and then the government took the body away. ”

"Tut-tut, who is it that makes such a sin that he doesn't even let go of a shopkeeper?"

The boy in the plain robe inadvertently heard the conversation between the two, and the doubts in his heart spread like ripples.

"Eh, man, where is your shopkeeper, why haven't you seen anyone in the morning?" asked the plain-robed boy as he greeted a junior.

The little second shook his head and said, "I don't know, it seems that I went out early in the morning." ”

"Then did your shopkeeper leave anything behind?" asked the plain-robed boy again.

"Oh boy, you see this guest is like a cloud of water, I opened the quilt in the morning and never rested, even if the shopkeeper really said what I remember, maybe I will come back when my shopkeeper will come back, you just wait a little longer, and when he comes back, you will ask him in person, I have to go to work first, or wait for a guest to complain to my shopkeeper, then I can jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it, the shopkeeper must think that I am lazy, I have to peel my skin. Xiao Er looked impatient, and after speaking, he was about to withdraw and leave to greet the other guests.

The plain robe was exquisite, and he stuffed a silver ingot into the small second-hand without leaking a trace, and said with a slight smile, "As the saying goes, live a long life, live a long life, last night your shopkeeper said that he wanted to make me a friend, if he came back and dared to say that you were lazy and slack, and wanted to peel off your skin and buckle your silver, you would push it to the body of this son, and my son would not mind taking this basin of dirty water. The prince in the plain robe smiled and said, "Little second brother, you should seriously think about what your shopkeeper has left?"

The shopkeeper was bluffed by the boy in the plain robe, but after thinking about it carefully, anyway, the money is in hand, and the shopkeeper is friends with this son, so it is not a loss-making business, so he suddenly changed his face, patted his head and said with a smile: "Oh, Childe, look at my memory, the shopkeeper left some words before going out, Childe let me think about it." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes rolled, and he leaned into the ear of the plain-robed boy and whispered: " Early this morning, someone died in the east of Xiangyang City, and the shopkeeper saw that the little two who were sent out to help you inquire about the news last night had not yet returned, and he was afraid that he would delay your time, and he was afraid that something would happen to the guy, so he said that he would personally go out to help you inquire about the news, and let you wait for him to come back in the innIsn't this the same as smearing black mud on oneself when you have nothing to do?"

"Then do you know how that guy died?" asked the plain-robed boy in a low voice

"I heard that he was killed by a silver needle pierced through his throat. Xiao Er replied

The boy in the plain robe was silent for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go to work first."

"Okay son, then I'll go and get busy first" The innkeeper bowed respectfully and retreated.

"Young Master Long, is there any news from my senior brother over there?" Seeing that the young man in the plain robe had been muttering to the little second for a long time, Bai Yun said anxiously.

"Not yet. The plain-robed boy shook his head and replied.

"Last night, Yuruo and I walked around Xiangyang City, wanting to inquire about the news, but Xiangyang City is really not ordinarily big, if the shopkeeper still can't inquire about the news, we can only leave Xiangyang and go directly to the south of the Yangtze River. Bai Yun pondered

"Don't worry, the shopkeeper said that he has been in business in Xiangyang for three generations, and he has a wide range of contacts, so he must be able to find out about your senior brother and them. The plain-robed boy replied comfortingly.

At this time, a bloated figure walked into the inn, it was the shopkeeper of the Fuyuan Inn, he put away the oil umbrella, patted the water droplets on his shoulder, and walked straight to Bai Yun and the others.

"Childe, young man, I heard it. The shopkeeper was out of breath and seemed to be trotting all the way back.

"Where are they now?" Bai Yun asked anxiously, and even Zhang Yuruo, who had always been cold, turned his gaze to the shopkeeper.

"Don't worry, don't worry, listen to the shopkeeper first" The shopkeeper calmed his breath slightly.

"One of the shopkeepers' peers opened a teahouse near Zifeng Tower in the east of the city, and he said that he had seen the young man looking for a few days, and the young man could go to the east of the city to find it. The shopkeeper touched the droplets of water in his bun and said, "The whole body is soaked, and the shopkeeper will go to change his clothes first." ”

"Bai Yun, your senior brother, will they be in the east of the city?" guessed the plain-robed boy

Bai Yun nodded and said, "Whether it's true or not, you have to go to the east of the city first." ”

With that, Bai Yun and Bai Yi set off for the east of the city.

The plain robe boy looked at the two people who left the inn in a hurry, unhurriedly took a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully and muttered: "This river and lake is really getting more and more interesting." ”

Ziyi Qiuli said with a puzzled face: "Son, the slave doesn't understand." ”

"I don't understand either. The plain-robed boy replied with a smile.

After the shopkeeper changed his clothes, the shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper for the pot inn's own wine, and the shopkeeper was also generous, for fear that the boy in the plain robe would not be able to enjoy himself, so he simply let Xiao Er bring two pots to the table, and the principle of hoarding Juqi is a businessman who understands it, and the one hundred and ten taels of silver last night is the best ironclad evidence.

The boy in the plain robe poured two glasses of wine and beckoned the shopkeeper to sit down together.

"The shopkeeper, I want you to run errands yourself, it's hard work. The plain robe raised his glass and said, "This cup is for you."

"Where is it, Childe has said, it is a blessing for the shopkeeper to be able to help Childe. With that, the shopkeeper also raised his wine glass and took a sip.

"Hey, why don't you see the guy who went out to inquire about the news yesterday?" The plain-robed boy poured wine for the shopkeeper and his own cup: "This boy has to thank him a lot, and go all night to find out the news for my friend." ”

"No need Childe, that guy didn't sleep all night last night, I asked him to go back to rest, Childe and the shopkeeper are friends, so there is no need to be so polite. The shopkeeper said, looking a little strange.

"Shopkeeper, this son just heard the diner here say that there is a dead person in the east of Xiangyang City, as if he said that he doesn't know which shop" The expression of the plain robe boy was indifferent, and he shook the wine glass in his hand and said tentatively.

"Childe is really good at laughing, don't listen to the nonsense of idlers, those people are supported by a full meal, Xiangyang City is an important town in Jingzhou, there are officers and soldiers in and out, it is impossible to escape if you kill someone, and you still want to kill the shopkeeper who has no money, who will do this kind of loss-making business?" The shopkeeper's back was like cold sweat, but his face was full of smiles.

"Shopkeeper, this boy only said that the guy who died was a guy from an unknown store, but he didn't say that it was the shopkeeper, how do you know that it was the shopkeeper who died?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, cold sweat kept popping up in front of his forehead, and he flickered: "Oh, I'm so confused, I'm so confused, I can't even use my ears." ”

The plain-robed boy's gaze clicked on the autumn-eyed woman beside him.

The purple-clothed man with the aura flowing in his eyes comprehended, and immediately stuffed the shopkeeper with a big ingot of silver.

The boy in the plain robe said again: "Although this son is a son of a rich family, he is not stupid, and he is very different from those losers who only spend money to buy poems and daughters to buy spring. ”