Startled Meng

"Three people! A total of three people went to stay at the inn, why did Master Yan be captured?" He Qian kicked Liang Qian over, "How did you do it?"

Yue Junshan winked and asked Liang Qian to be taken down.

"General, Mr. Yan must have thought of a way to save himself by letting himself fall into the enemy's hands."

"Self-help?" He Qian said, "Have you never seen the captives thrown down the mountain? Are men still human? Let alone women!"

Juniper rushed over to kowtow to He Qian, his face and hands were covered with small scars from rolling into the lawn, he shouted: "I beg General He, please save Lord Yan, if it wasn't for me, Lord Yan would not have been captured, it's all my fault!"

He Qian ordered someone to pull him up: "The situation at that time, if Mr. Yan hadn't pushed you down, you would have died long ago, and the robbers would not have left two lives."

Juniper cried even harder. He Qian picked up his long knife and walked out, feeling noisy, "Go into the mountain to find someone."

Yue Junshan followed suit: "The robbers got rid of our people, but the bloodstains left by Mr. Yan along the way are very useful, saving a lot of searching time."

He Qian was not so optimistic: "If the blood dries up, the person will be gone. If the blood freezes and stops flowing, the clue will be broken. If he can't find it in a short time, he will die."

Yue Junshan said solemnly: "Master Yan..."

He Qian whistled, and an eagle with a big head landed on his shoulder.

"Let's go, live to see people, die to see corpses."

匪窟

As soon as Young Master Yu entered the door, Yan Cijing used broken jade to push against the door.

"Why do you want to save me?"

Young Master Yu sighed: "You are too self-sufficient. Is relying on Baiyu like killing the skinny third child? So what if you kill him? You still can't escape."

Yan Cijing's face was dim, only a pair of eyes were still alive. Seeing that the tension in his hand was loosened, Young Master Yu pulled his hand down, curious about the jade in his hand, and took a second look.

Yan Cijing put his hands behind his back vigilantly: "Don't even think about it!"

Young Master Yu sat down by the bed helplessly: "Your jade carvings are really good, but they are all broken, no matter how good they are, they are worthless. Didn't you hear what the thin old man called me? I need your broken jade money." ?”

Yan Cijing saw that he was different from the gangsters in the lobby. His brown robes were clean and luxurious, his hair was tied up, and he looked young, even younger than him.

"Don't look!" Young Master Yu pulled him to sit down by the bed, "Your neck injury can be healed, I brought you some medicine, you don't want others to touch you, then you take the medicine yourself."

"There's also porridge." Young Master Yu took a sip from the bowl, "I won't poison myself, will I?"

Yan Cijing still looked at him vigilantly: "Why did you help me?"

Young Master Yu grabbed Yan Cijing's hand, and he was not annoyed when he was thrown away: "Didn't I say that? I lack a Mr. Accountant. I think you have calluses on your fingers. You should know how to write, right?"

Only those who have value can survive, Yan Cijing nodded.

"That's fine." Young Master Yu said happily, "Clean up first, and I'll show you some books later."

Before going out, he said again: "My name is Yu Min, what's your name?"

"Strictly...shocked."

"Yan Jingping? It sounds good!" Yu Min closed the door and left, locked the door outside, and shouted into the door: "I'm afraid that the third child will disturb you!"

Without Yan Cijing's response, Yu Min quickly put away the keys and left.

As soon as the person left, Yan Cijing finally let go of the strings that had been taut for a long time, and unscrupulously looked at the small room the size of a palm.

A bed is next to the inner wall, and a square table can barely fit in the room. There is no room for chairs facing the north direction, and they will be bumped when the door is opened.

There was medicine and porridge brought by Yu Min on the table, Yan Cijing didn't touch it, first went to explore the water in the sink, and then put two pieces of white jade into it to wash.

In the water, two pieces of white jade are clear and translucent, connected together, one side is a blooming crabapple, and the other is a heartless number one scholar.

He put the washed white jade into his arms and whispered: "I won't let anyone touch you again."

When Yu Min opened the door again and came in, Yan Cijing had already cleaned up, the dirt on his face and hands was gone, and the wound on his neck had been bandaged. He was sitting by the bed, resting against the wall.

Yu Min walked in with an account book tucked under his waist.

Yan Cijing opened his eyes the moment he opened the door, and his eyes were full of guard.

Yu Min threw the account book on the table, picked up the empty bowl and poured it out, there was not a drop of soup left in the bowl, he was puzzled: "You have accepted my kindness, why are you still staring at me?"

No matter how good Yu Min is, he is in the bandit's den, and the officials and bandits are against each other. How could Yan Cijing trust him so easily.

Yu Min's kindness didn't bring him gratitude, and he wasn't angry either. He said cheerfully, "No wonder the skinny third child wants to rob you. He looks so good-looking at others. Are you really the kind of adult that the second child said? We are... I have never seen such a young official."

Yan Cijing didn't dare to say yes, and he didn't dare to say no, he just watched him silently and didn't speak.

"Okay, don't look at me like that. You are the person brought back by the second child. You are guarded at every entrance and exit. Even if I let you go, you won't be able to escape." Yu Min said helplessly.

"Where is this place?" Yan Cijing asked.

Yu Min looked at Yan Cijing like a fool: "This is a den of bandits!" Needless to say?

Yan Cijing looked him up and down: "You don't look like a bandit."

Yu Min was pleased by this sentence, straightened his back, and put on an upright air that bandits don't have: "Of course I'm different from them. I'm a serious young master, and I've seen all kinds of rare treasures."

Yan Cijing looked puzzled: "Are you like me, were you taken captive?"

"Of course not!" Yu Min sat beside him, "My father brought me up."

"Who is your father?"

"My father was hacked to death the first day he went down the mountain as a robber."

Yan Cijing looked at the smiling Yu Min, feeling complicated, fearing that he would suddenly change his face and cut himself off, so he quickly pointed to the ledger on the table: "Did you bring it here for me to see?"

"Yes, take a look, what can you see?" Yu Min handed him the account book.

Yan Cijing looked at the cover, then at Yu Min, and asked, "Is this really a ledger?"

Yu Min pointed to the word "Diary" on the cover, and read aloud: "Account! Book! Isn't it? Look inside, there are still many numbers, what is it if it is not an account book?"

Yan Cijing flipped through the pages silently, thinking that it was not easy for this illiterate young master to understand such things as ledgers.

"Can you see something?" No one in the gangster's den could read. Apart from the key to the treasure chest, the dead father left these two account books. Yu Min really wanted to know what was written in the account books.

Yan Cijing turned a few pages, his expression became more and more serious, even Yu Min could sense something was wrong with him.

"what happened to you?"

Yan Cijing closed the account book and said, "Although I can read, I won't see anything in the merchant's account book for a while. Please give me more time."

Yu Min said pleasantly: "My father is indeed a businessman! You can really understand! Then you see, I won't bother you! I'll go get you some food!"

After Yu Min left, Yan Cijing immediately opened the diary. From the first article, he read it very quickly, and he was afraid that he would not be able to finish it if he procrastinated.

He has doubts about Min's position, and he can't fully believe Yu Min's words, so this diary, which is only for himself, is the best tool for him to understand his situation.

The bandit cave he lives in is called Longhuzhai. The boss is the owner of this diary. He won the title of the boss of Longhuzhai, but it is a pity that he ran into a stubble the first time he went down the mountain, and it was gone.

Ren is not very benevolent. His family was in trouble, so he actually went to seek refuge in the den of bandits.

Only half of the thirty boxes were taken away by the bandits, but it was enough for his son Yu Min to come and go freely in Longhu Village.

In fact, the boss is just a false name, the most powerful is the second child who kidnapped Yan Cijing, and the skinny third child is the most insidious and cunning, but no matter how insidious, he couldn't get Yu Min's key to open the box.

But these are not what Yan Cijing is most concerned about. What he is most concerned about is the accounts recorded in the diary.

"Brother Jingping?"

"Huh?" Yan Cijing was in a daze for a moment, until he saw the head sticking out of the door.

"Master Yu?"

Yu Min nodded, and carefully squeezed in through the crack of the door.

It was originally the door he locked, so why should he be so cautious, Yan Cijing looked at him, only to find that half of his sleeves had been pulled off, revealing a bruised arm, and his hair was messed up, very embarrassing.

Yu Min took out a roast chicken from his arms: "Eat it." The action of pulling out something touched the wound, and he grinned in pain.

Yan Cijing took out the medicinal oil from the medicine box and handed it to him: "Did you climb the tree to catch the chicken yourself?"

"Hey, no!" Yu Min grabbed the medicated oil, "There are too many people in the kitchen, so I fell down."

Yan Cijing looked at the footprints behind him and made a rough guess of his situation.

Relying on fifteen boxes of treasures, Yu Min had a place in Longhuzhai, but he was far from gaining a firm foothold. The three skinny old men kept calling Young Master Yu, but their eyes were full of sarcasm. Fazi humiliated Yu Min.

"Aren't you good at taking medicine?" Yan Cijing looked at Yu Min who had been silent for a long time, and brought the medicine oil over, thinking to himself, he really is a young master who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with his fingers.

Yu Min said: "I don't know how to work as a servant."

The work of servants?Yan Cijing was in a daze. He had also met a young master, but he knew how to do the work of servants, and every time he was injured, he would help him.

"Brother Jingping?" Yu Min waved his finger in front of Yan Cijing, "Aren't you going to give me medicine?"

Yan Cijing came back to his senses, and poured medicinal oil on his arm: "What did you call me just now?"

"Brother Jingping! What's wrong?"

"nothing."

The author says:

At this time, Yu Fangzhi was on his way on horseback...