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First, there cannot be only a hundred or so children in a city. At this time, despite the efforts of Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu used the obedience regulations stipulated by Taizu as an opportunity to get local tycoons to donate money for education, but in the end, only some children could go to school first. And if all children must be able to go to school, it is far from enough to rely solely on this financial resource. Moreover, at this time, these children were all boys. Emperor Chongzhen’s expectation that girls should also go to school had not been mentioned yet and could only wait until later.

Another point is that in Emperor Chongzhen’s original decree, the national anthem needed to be sung during the flag-raising ceremony in the morning. However, after the decree reached the local level, in order to cater to the superiors, many local officials added that the national anthem must be sung when the flags were folded.

But so far, the effect seems to be pretty good. Perhaps it was because this matter had just been implemented, or perhaps it was because Emperor Chongzhen tried his best to use the obedience and violation of regulations to raise money to send some Ming children to school. Therefore, these children were grateful and had a simple heart. They also complete this ritual every day very seriously.

"Brother, it's getting dark soon. If we don't leave, the city gate will probably be closed!" One of Fan Wencheng's men couldn't help but remind him when he saw that Fan Wencheng seemed to be in a daze.

Another subordinate touched his belly with his hand and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, it's dinner time again!"

When I was in Liaodong, I really had no food to eat. But now, there is no shortage of money, and there is food. If you want to live the hungry days like in Liaodong, you really feel sorry for the money you bring.

When Fan Wencheng heard this, he came back to his senses. Sure enough, his stomach was empty again. He looked up and saw the sunset. It turned out that the day had passed before he knew it. He thought of his men hiding outside the city, and then looked at the two men who were looking at him expectantly. He nodded and said: "In that case, I will leave the city first to reassure them. You go buy some food and take it out." Go to the city."

The subordinate who was given the order was overjoyed when he heard it, but before he could say anything, Fan Wencheng ordered him again: "Remember, don't go to the same house, or the one you visited at noon."

This was a very cautious approach. His subordinates heard this and although they didn't agree with it, they still nodded happily and agreed.

Fan Wencheng knew that the best way to win over his subordinates at this time was not to give him money, but to bring back a big meal of rice to satisfy him. Therefore, he allowed these two men to buy more food. After giving the instructions, he frowned, thinking about so many things he had encountered today, and went out while the city gate was still open.

His two men happily went to the restaurant and moved separately.

"Boy, make all these buns for me."

When the waiter heard this, he said, "Big customer, there are three cages of steamed buns here, and you want them all." He quickly went to pack them diligently: "This guest, there are two cages of vegetarian buns, thirty; one cage of meat buns, there are Fifteen, I'll pack them all for you, and you can count them."

As soon as this hand heard that there were meat buns, his stomach immediately growled and the saliva from his mouth was about to flow out. However, he was still a little wary. He looked down at his clothes and turned to look at the street. He didn't seem to be particularly conspicuous. Thinking this, he stretched out his hand and pressed his hat hard. No matter, no one would notice that he was pretending to be a monk anyway, so it didn't matter if he bought some meat buns.

With this thought in mind, he let the waiter pack all the buns. There were twelve of them in total, and these buns were not enough to eat, so he went to another shop and swept away all the buns and buns that were easy to take away. In the end, I was carrying a big baggage, which was full of delicious food.

Satisfied with carrying such a large pile on his back, when he was approaching the city gate, he found that his accomplices had just returned. But looking at his face, he seemed a little panicked. So, he suddenly became a little nervous and asked quickly: "What's wrong? You look a little panicked?"

When the man heard this, he didn't admit it at all, and just replied: "I have it, I am so excited. Do you know what is inside what I am carrying?"

Upon hearing this, the man became a little curious and asked quickly: "What is it? Isn't it something to eat? There are a lot of them!"

At this time, both of them were carrying a large burden. This amount seemed to be enough for them to have a good meal.

The man finally showed a hint of excitement when he spoke: "Five beggar chickens!"

"What? You went against senior brother's wishes and went to the noon place again?" Although the man was a little surprised, his more reaction was that he felt like there was a lot more saliva in his mouth.

"No, no, of course I can't go against my senior brother's wishes!" After hearing this, the man quickly explained, "The other family said that theirs is the most authentic beggar's chicken, and the taste is unparalleled in Yongping Prefecture. As long as When outsiders come to Yongping Mansion, they will never miss his beggar chicken. Since he said so, I couldn’t help but buy a few for my senior brothers and others to try!”

Having said this, he quickly added: "Don't worry, the streets are full of people like us in gray cloth and cotton robes. Who knows that we are monks who want to eat fast and chant Buddha's name, right?"

When the man heard what his accomplice said, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Let me tell you, I also have meat buns here. Come on, go out and have a good meal."

So the two of them were excited all the way, talking and leaving the city.

But the two of them didn't notice that right behind them, at the city gate, there were two people looking at their backs from a distance and talking.

One of the thin men asked first: "Brother, you don't doubt that they are the traitors from Liaodong that the gang leader promised to capture, right? No matter how I look at them, they don't look like them at all!"

"This man really doesn't look like the portrait, and he doesn't have a Liaodong accent. But tell me, why would a monk buy so many beggar chickens? And he still insists that he was just born bald!" Another strong man replied with a frown.

After hearing this, the thin man said a little disapprovingly: "So what, even if he is a monk, we have never seen a meat-and-wine monk who eats meat and drinks wine in private?"

It is true that they who live in the world have far more opportunities to come into contact with meat-and-wine monks than the average person. But the strong man still stared at the two people in the distance and said: "The Jianghu pursuit order has been issued for so long, but there is no movement at all. That Fan thief is too cunning. The gang leader said that if we can catch Fan thief, The Capital Ax Gang can help us, and we can also go to the Capital to establish ourselves in the future. This is an excellent opportunity. And..."

Having said this, he paused and said with hatred in his eyes: "Thief Fan is a Han, but he is a helper of tigers. He has done so many bad things for Jianlu. Our Yongping Mansion suffered a great disaster. Isn't it the same as Thief Fan?" It was caused by people who have forgotten their ancestors. Therefore, even if the Ax Gang does not benefit us in terms of catching Fan Thief, don’t we think we are doing our best?”

Hearing what he said, the thin man immediately nodded vigorously and said: "Brother is right, I would rather put in more effort than let go of anything suspicious. Brother, if nothing else, I support you!"

Here in Yongping Mansion, if the imperial court had not provided timely rescue, we don’t know how many people would have died! But even so, the catastrophe basically affected all the families under Yongping Mansion. The resentment towards Jianlu and the Tonglu thieves was engraved deep in the bones of almost everyone in Yongping Mansion.

"Okay, then we may have to spend the night in the wild tonight!" The strong man said, and strode forward without hesitation, exiting the city gate and chasing the figure in the distance.

The thin man didn't hesitate and followed him out of the city.

The cold wind is howling, and if ordinary people want to spend a night in the wilderness, they will die. Even a person who is good at making a living would definitely freeze to death if he spent the night in the wilderness in this kind of weather. But these two people still chased them out of the city, just for possible clues.

As night fell, in a leeward corner of the wild, in a simple tent, a group of people surrounded Fan Wencheng, but it felt strange. After the master came back, he sat here silently. If you didn’t know better, you would really think that I have become a monk and meditate!

Fan Gou knew his master best. Looking at Fan Wencheng's face, he knew that his master seemed to have encountered a problem and there were many things he couldn't figure out. This situation is very rare for him. When he was in Liaodong before, the emperor asked so many difficult questions, but it didn't seem to bother the master very much. Why did he just enter the prison and become like this? What is it that makes the master so puzzled?

To be honest, Fan Gou was really curious and couldn't imagine it.

Finally, a man entered the tent, carrying a big steaming pot, and said, "Brother, it's time to eat."

It is said to be a meal, but in fact it is just some dry food and boiled water to fill the stomach.

After being disturbed like this, Fan Wencheng came to his senses and saw his men taking out pig food and preparing to bite it. He couldn't help but said: "There is no need to eat these tonight, there will be something delicious later."

Upon hearing this, these people immediately came to their senses. Yes, this is in the Ming Dynasty. If you have money, you can buy delicious food. You no longer have to eat glutinous vegetables like in Liaodong!

Thinking like this, they immediately recalled eating white rice and fragrant beef and mutton before. Suddenly, their mouths were watering, their stomachs were growling, and there was no movement in the tent.

When some of them saw this situation, looking back, they couldn't help but feel a little confused. He is willing to serve a foreign race and only seeks glory and wealth, but what is he pursuing? Is this the state of eating bran-pharyngeal vegetables?

At this moment, there was movement outside. It was the two food buyers coming back.

Good guy, put down the two big packages and spread them out in front of everyone. The ground is full of buns and stuff, and there are even some mud lumps...

"What is this? You guys are carrying some mud back, isn't it too heavy?" Fan Gou couldn't help scolding him when he saw it. If you have this strength, why don’t you carry more white-faced steamed buns back?

When Fan Wencheng saw it, his face darkened and he said, "Why is there a beggar chicken?"

The two people quickly explained that anyway, they did it perfectly and no one would doubt it.

After peeling off the mud, the scent immediately filled the tent.

How long has it been since you had such delicious food? These traitors burst into tears just looking at and smelling it. The growling sounds in my stomach come and go!

Seeing his subordinates glowing green, even the housekeeper, Fan Wencheng knew that he could not offend the public at this time, so he did not blame the two men anymore. He reached out for a beggar's chicken and started to chew it.

When other people saw it, they all reached out to grab it. None of these people said to heat it up first, they just thought of eating it first! If anyone saw it, they would definitely think it was the reincarnation of a bunch of starving ghosts!

But while they were eating, suddenly there was movement outside, and there seemed to be shouts and warnings. There were still faint sounds of "Stop, who is it?" "Don't run!"

This movement was like a thunderbolt, hitting the heads of the people in the tent. There were even a few people who were swallowed all at once, coughed repeatedly, and quickly covered it with their hands, then turned around and ate back what was sprayed in their hands.

Even if Fan Wencheng and others were eating happily, they had to stop. They put down their hands to eat and jumped out. With the help of the moonlight, they saw someone chasing and someone escaping not far away.

"No one can escape!" Fan Wencheng gave the order with a cold face, and then his men immediately surrounded him on horseback.

After a period of busy work, these traitors finally captured one person and caught him in front of Fan Wencheng.

This man had a strong body. With the help of the firelight, he saw Fan Wencheng standing. After being stunned for a while, his eyes were suddenly filled with hatred. He did not have any consciousness of falling into the hands of the enemy, but shouted loudly: "You Is that the thief Fan Wencheng?"

A group of fake monks, each with a fast horse, already made him very suspicious, and he immediately thought of Fan Wencheng from Liaodong. Now in person, and comparing it with the portrait in the Jianghu fatwa, he was basically certain that this person was that thief Fan Wencheng!

When Fan Wencheng heard this, he was shocked. He didn't expect that this person would reveal his name to his face. When he was surprised, he knew that he couldn't deny it. Anyway, he had already fallen into his hands, so there was no need to deny it, so he asked calmly: " Are you a Jinyiwei secret agent?"

He thought that this person's identity must be the same in all likelihood, otherwise he would not be able to do this.

"Haha, if I were a Jinyiwei spy, I would have mobilized officers and soldiers to arrest you!" the strong man denied.

Fan Gou on the side obviously didn't believe it after hearing this, and said with a sneer: "If you are not a Jinyiwei secret agent, you can bite us?"

Upon hearing this, the strong man glanced at him, then turned to look around at the people around him, and then shouted loudly: "A group of people who have forgotten their ancestors. Even if we don't have many good people in the world, we are still much better than you! People like you are Those who are traitors should be punished by everyone. I tell you that sooner or later, you will be punished! The compatriots who were killed by you are all watching your fate!"

At the end of the sentence, he simply roared, and his voice carried far away.

Fan Wencheng frowned after hearing this, turned around and asked, "Is he the only one?"

Since I said it was too uncomfortable to break up, I will not wait until 5pm to send this chapter to you as soon as possible.