After walking on the road for several days, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and even the ground under my feet is a little hot.

The porter pushing the Jiangzhou cart was drenched in sweat after walking for a while.

Ximen Qingqing has been paying attention to the situation of the passers-by, and when he saw that they were unwell, he immediately told them to stop and sit under the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool.

Both the Imperial Guard and the porter are grateful to her from the bottom of their hearts.

A Marquis of Yu surnamed Wang said to Ximen Qingqing: "Officer, it's too hot to walk. Why don't we rest during the day and drive at night?"

Yang Zhi disagreed, "It's easier to meet bandits when traveling at night. Although it's hot at noon, even bandits don't want to come out for activities, it's better."

After being scolded by him, Wang Yuhou looked unhappy.

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "Both of you have good intentions. One is worried that we will encounter danger on the road, and the other is worried that we will suffer from heat stroke. I know your heart."

Ximen Qingqing made the two of them feel better when they were unhappy.

Ximen Qingqing: "The weather is so hot, and you are also impatient. When we get to Kaifeng Mansion, I will definitely invite you to drink a few jars of good wine. I often hang the melons and fruits that have been frozen on the edge of the well. The taste will definitely relieve fatigue."

After being described by her like this, everyone couldn't help but salivate.

Wang Yuhou gave Ximen Qingqing face, and bowed his hands to Yang Zhi, "I came up with a messy way because of the hot weather and my mind was dizzy. Don't blame Yang Tijutsu."

Yang Zhi was also worried that his words would bring trouble to Ximen Qingqing, so he hurriedly said in a low voice, "It's Yang Zhi's fault."

Ximen Qingqing laughed, "It's good for you two to talk, then we will rest at noon and evening, and go on the road when it is cool in the morning and evening. This is safe and not afraid of running out of time."

Firstly, because it was pretending to be a caravan, and secondly, because Ximen Qingqing always had to check the condition of the cars and refill some drinks and food, so Ximen Qingqing did not avoid towns, but followed the route of ordinary merchants.

……

One day, they walked through the hills, the sun was hanging overhead, and the surrounding trees were scattered and difficult to shade.

Wang Yuhou stepped on the Jiangzhou car and looked around. He suddenly yelled, pointed down the mountain and said, "There! There is a small shop there. I saw the pretense of wine."

"Where? Where?"

His roar attracted everyone's attention, several imperial guards and porters rushed forward to look, and sure enough, they saw an apricot-yellow wine cover in the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Ximen Qingqing also drove the mule forward and glanced down.

Wang Yuhou laughed and said, "Brothers, let's go down the mountain to drink!"

There was a burst of response.

Only Yang Zhi looked unhappy, and said seriously: "No, there is a shop standing in a place where there is no village in front and no shop behind, which is obviously abnormal."

Wang Yuhou rolled his eyes, "It's coming again, it's coming again, how many times have you Yang Zhi said something abnormal along the way, didn't we all come over safely, if you want me to say it's because you think too much There are too many, such a small shop can only have business in this place where there are no shops in front of the village."

Yang Zhi said with a dark face: "The road is haunted by strong men, we should be careful."

Wang Yuhou: "Oh, Yang Tijutsu, you always say that there are strong people haunting this road, but do you see that we have met a strong man now? This is a shop with ordinary cars, nothing happened."

Yang Zhi: "I heard that there are many unscrupulous shops on this road. This black shop specializes in using Mongolian sweat medicine to stun customers on the road and steal their belongings before dragging these customers into the kitchen as two-legged sheep, chopping them up and making stuffed ones Steamed buns, and sell them to these customers."

Lin Chong responded: "Brother Yang is right, I have heard of such things."

Wang Yuhou: "Then this..."

Wang Yuhou couldn't help but look in Ximen Qingqing's direction, wanting Ximen Qingqing to get an opinion.

Ximen Qingqing rubbed his chin and stared intently at the tavern not far away, as if he wanted to see a flower.

"Don't you think this tavern is a bit abnormal?"

After hearing Ximen Qingqing's words, everyone turned their heads to look, but they didn't see anything.

Experienced people like Lin Chong and Yang Zhi immediately understood that the officials must have discovered something.

They admired the officials' insight and wanted to learn from them, so they all looked at them carefully.

Lin Chong pondered and said, "Perhaps it's because the pretense of wine is too high?"

Yang Zhi seemed to have been reminded of something, "The wine cover...ah, this wine cover is new! Yes, this tavern has not been here for a long time."

Wang Yuhou murmured in a low voice: "That's nothing. Could it be that they broke the law by waiting to open a new store?"

Ximen Qingqing laughed, "Brother Yang, what you said makes sense, but it's not what I think is strange, you can take another look."

Yang Zhi coughed lightly, squinted his eyes, and shook his head, "This... I really can't see anything except that there is smoke coming from the chimney of this store, which may be cooking."

Ximen Qingqing snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "That's the problem. You see, there is no shop in front of the village, and there is no one around. It's not a place to eat at this time. Why should the customer's tavern waste wood and ingredients, and burn fire to make things at this time?"

Wang Yuhou: "Maybe he suddenly wants to eat?"

Ximen Qingqing: "If the store owner wants to eat something, they will open a small pot instead of a big pot with a chimney. The weather is too hot, and if you make too much food and don't keep it well, it will easily rot. Such a small profit For a small shop, usually the shopkeeper will make a day's worth of food in the morning and sell it for a day. Now it's almost afternoon, and he burns so many things that he can't sell them all. Wouldn't he lose money? There are still people doing this money-losing business. Isn't it strange?"

Lin Chong frowned, "What do the officials mean...is this a trap against us?"

Ximen Qingqing nodded.

Wang Yuhou believed Ximen Qingqing's words, and was terrified, "Could it be that we have encountered robbers? Then, what should we do?"

Yang Zhi put his hand on the knife.

Ximen Qingqing spread out his fan calmly and shook it slightly, "Of course I want to see... what kind of tricks these people are up to."

"Go and tell other people not to show their feet, and not to eat the wine and food in the store."

Several people notified one by one.

The few people who followed Ximen Qingqing had heard about the deeds of the jade-faced judge Ximen Qingqing. Seeing that they wanted to participate in it, they couldn't help being nervous and excited, and they all clapped their chests to Ximen Qingqing.

"Your official, just watch, the villain will never show his feet!"

"I don't know how to act, so I won't talk when the time comes."

"My lord, we all listen to you. You want us to demolish this place, and it is only a matter of one sentence!"

Ximen Qingqing: "Okay, thank you all."

Those big men said in a hurry: "Why are you being polite!"

……

Ximen Qingqing, led by a mule, led the crowd down from the hill and rushed towards the tavern.

When they got close, Ximen Qingqing got off the mule first, took the rein of the mule, and walked around the tavern, pretending to find a place to tie the mule.

She found a large bloodstain on the ground in the backyard.

At this time, a man opened the curtain of the back door of the hotel and came out, cursing: "You official is so rude, how can you come to the store to go through the back door."

Ximen Qingqing; "..."

I suspect you're talking dirty to me.

She glanced at the man with a smile, and saw that his face was full of vigor and fierce eyes.

"Shopkeeper, I'm sorry, I just want to find a place to tie my mule."

The shopkeeper pointed to the surroundings and said, "There are trees all around here, there is nowhere to find a place to tie your mule!"

Ximen Qingqing touched the mule's head and said with a smile, "My mule is no ordinary mule. I must find him a good place with a shed and a stone trough, right?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand, "No, no, I don't have any here, you can look elsewhere!"

At this moment, the curtain of the back door of the hotel was lifted again, and a fierce-looking woman came out in a hurry, before she saw Ximen Qingqing, she said, "Come here, Fat Sheep..."

The moment she saw Ximen Qingqing, her words stopped.

Ximen Qingqing picked her ears, looked at her for a while, and said with a smile: "What did you just say?"

The woman's eyes lit up, she leaned coquettishly against the door and said with a smile: "I didn't notice the officer just now, the officer is with the businessmen pushing Jiangzhou carts in front, right?"

The man turned his head and glanced at his mother-in-law, and immediately turned his head and said with a smile: "So it's a guest officer, ouch, look at my dog ​​eyes, officer, this way please, this way please!"

He bent down and asked Ximen Qingqing to come to the front.

"My mule..."

Man: "It's up to my wife to deal with it."

The corner of Ximen Qingqing's mouth twitched.

I'm afraid your so-called disposal is to eat my good mule.

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "Then you have to treat my precious mule well. My mule only eats high-quality beans, and the water it drinks must come from mountain springs. It must not be exposed to the sun or blown by the wind. ..."

She babbled a lot, while looking at the couple calmly.

The more the two listened, the more impatient they became, and they couldn't hide the murderous look in their eyes.

The man endured it, and said with a green face: "The officials can rest assured."

Only then did Ximen Qingqing let go of their ears.

She let go of the rein, hands behind her back, just about to turn the corner and head for the main entrance, when she suddenly stopped, staring at the blood stains on the ground.

"This blood... I'm afraid it's not human blood?"

The woman smiled and said: "Guest officer, don't make fun of it. This is the blood of a cattle that was killed the day before yesterday."

"is it?"

Ximen Qingqing twirled the fan at his fingertips, swept past the two of them with a half-smile, and went to the front.

The author has something to say: The second person I hate the most in "Water Margin" appeared.

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感谢在2020-01-2622:27:28~2020-01-2723:40:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Qingyuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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