The salted fish script was played by me [Transmigration Book]

When he was free in his previous life, He Yanzhi would occasionally cook by himself, but after wearing a book, he had no intention of cooking, so he took some effort to get used to the spatula in front of him.

When finally a pot of porridge was cooked and the sky was getting brighter, He Yanzhi packed up and went straight to the yamen.

The yamen servants began to be on duty one after another, and He Yanzhi ate sesame cakes as usual and looked at the river bank in a daze.

After a while, Yang Kuan's figure appeared swayingly, and He Yanzhi called him.

"Da Yang."

Yang Kuan was taken aback, and quickly rubbed his eyes: "Brother He? How the hell did you come here so early?!"

"It's so early in the morning, why are you swearing?" He Yanzhi patted the chair and asked him to sit first: "I agreed to treat you to cakes, so naturally I have to come earlier."

Yang Kuan saw that there were indeed two warm pancakes on the table, he grinned and leaned towards them: "Brother He, tell the truth, did you not sleep at all?"

He Yanzhi didn't answer when he heard the words, he raised his eyes to look him up and down, only to see the dark circles on Yang Kuan's face that were so deep that ink was about to ooze out, it looked like he hadn't slept all night.

He couldn't help sighing: "The Xiao family's ammunition is hidden so deep."

As soon as Yang Kuan heard the word "military fire", he immediately yawned: "Don't mention it, the brothers searched all night and couldn't find it, and guess what happened?"

He Yanzhi responded with a good temper: "How?"

"Brother, I was in a hurry to urinate when I came back. I passed under the bridge to relieve my hand. Who would have thought that the soil would not seep through. When I dug it up, hey, it was the batch of munitions! What a coincidence!"

He Yanzhi took a bite of the cake silently, and said: "Well, it's really a coincidence. So you are rushing to return to your life?"

Yang Kuan nodded, but then shook his head: "This matter was reported yesterday, and the magistrate was very satisfied, and even promoted me to a rank. Now I, Yang, am the head arrester of this yamen."

Seeing that he had a sad look on his face, He Yanzhi asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter, aren't you happy to be promoted?"

"Happy? How much money is it worth to catch a head, and I have to work with you every day. I might as well lie down for a while when I have this time." Yang Kuan couldn't help yawning as he spoke, and rolled it up casually. The biscuits shut their mouths.

He Yanzhi remembered one thing: "So that batch of arms is now being detained in the Yamen?"

Yang Kuan nodded, and said inarticulately, "Brother He asked why? Are you interested?"

He Yanzhi did not deny it: "Does Catcher Yang have any means?"

Hearing this, Yang Kuan laughed: "What's there, it's piled up in the warehouse, and you can look at it if you want."

After finishing speaking, the two agreed to take a look at it after they made an appointment.

After unitary hour, He Yanzhi followed Yang Kuan to the warehouse, and saw eighty boxes of swords and arrows and thirty boxes of gunpowder piled up on the originally empty ground.

Yang Kuan told He Yanzhi that after they dug up this batch of arms, they brought them over immediately, so there were still some wet soil and grass clippings on these weapons.

These boxes are just so brightly placed, and there is no sign of anyone guarding them.

"Isn't it locked?" He Yanzhi picked up a sword casually, and stroked the blade with two fingers.

"Damn, the stolen goods are still afraid of being stolen, don't you rush to give away the head." Yang Kuan patted the lid, with grass clippings on his hand.

Since it is a criminal evidence, it is better for everyone to see it.

He Yanzhi glanced at his fingers, and saw that they were not scratched by the blades. Just now he deliberately used the force to be cut, but these blades were rough.

He held the hilt of the sword and exerted an outward force. The sword rotated three times in the air, and then He Yanzhi held it and put it back into the box.

"These swords are already rusted, so they are useless." He motioned Yang Kuan to look at the red rust spots on the sword.

Yang Kuan picked up a few swords and looked at them, it was indeed so, and weighed them again, it seemed that they were much lighter than ordinary swords.

He threw the sword away in disgust: "At least he is a prime minister, why doesn't he even have a good sword, all of them are inferior."

But He Yanzhi shook his head and said: "The sword is light and agile, with excellent toughness. It is a rare good sword, but the edge is poorly polished, and it has been buried in a damp environment for at least six years, so it becomes scrap iron."

Hearing what he said, Yang Kuan picked up the sword and looked up and down: "That's really a pity, I didn't expect the Xiao family to have the intention of treason so early."

He Yanzhi was noncommittal, wiped a piece of wet soil from the box, and held it in front of him.

Yang Kuan was a little embarrassed to speak, this box happened to be the one he found when he unloaded his hands, but seeing He Yanzhi's serious expression, he cautiously asked: "Brother He, what did you see?"

He Yanzhi looked as usual, and said: "There are old black soil stains on the box, but now the wet soil is red soil, no matter how you look at it, it was only buried for a few days before being dug out."

This can't be easily said, Yang Kuan hastily closed the door of the warehouse.The sun was completely blocked outside, and a coolness suddenly rose in the warehouse.

Yang Kuan lowered his voice: "Brother He means that the Xiao family was wronged, and these arms don't belong to them?"

He Yanzhi didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.

The pair of eyes in front of him were too good-looking, exuding a dangerous aura that bewitched people.

Yang Kuan took a few steps back after being stared at, hugged himself tightly with a pair of small hands, and his voice trembled slightly: "Brother He, you... Didn't you take someone else's job again, come to kill people and silence them! Brother, I know a lot, But I never said anything nonsense!"

The corners of He Yanzhi's mouth rose slightly.

Yang Kuan stared blankly for a moment, then his expression turned solemn, and he said, "Forget it, brother He saved your life, so take it now if you want! It's just for the sake of you and my brother for many days." , after I die, please ask Brother He to put more buns in front of my grave, I want big meat buns, I'm tired of eating sesame seed cakes."

Seeing his expression of seeing death as home, He Yanzhi paused, walked up to him, and patted him on the back: "It's a good idea."

Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and opened his mouth to giggle, knowing that He Yanzhi was joking with him.

"Do you still remember the group of water bandits who attacked you the night I rescued you?"

He Yanzhi reminded him, and Yang Kuan was stopped by his nonsensical words: "Of course I remember, those people don't sleep at night and punting by the river, it would be strange if there were no ghosts."

He Yanzhi continued: "Do you still have the sword they stabbed in your leg?"

After all, Yang Kuan had been a police officer for many years, so he quickly understood what He Yanzhi wanted to express: "I remember Brother He, you raised your sword with your mouth at that time, no wonder what you said just now is familiar to you, the sword of the water bandit and this batch of The sword originally came out of a nest."

He slapped his thigh and said angrily: "I will definitely catch those bastards! Brother He, what do you think should be done?"

He Yanzhi said: "Since you are a water bandit, you must have dealt with the Cao Gang. When you are promoted, you and I will play by ear."

Yang Kuan naturally agreed, and pulled He Yanzhi to eat steamed stuffed buns.

"Then about the Xiao family..." He glanced back, then shook his head: "Forget it, we can't take care of it."

He Yanzhi walked straight out of the yamen, came to the bun shop and asked for some big meat buns.

Seeing that his hands were clean for receiving the buns, Yang Kuan suspected that he had read it wrong, and after rubbing his eyes, He Yanzhi strode away.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, can't you have a wife at home?"

Yang Kuan muttered something, took the buns and was about to leave, but the old woman who sold the buns suddenly yelled: "That's bad, just now the official left without asking for money, what should I do!"

"It's such a big surprise, I'll bring it to my brother." After finishing speaking, Yang Kuan strode after He Yanzhi.

……

When Xiao Hongyin woke up, he felt that he was surrounded by a vague fragrance. He moved his limbs and found that his whole body was wrapped in bandages.

He was so startled that he sat up from the bed, groaned in pain from the wound, looked down and saw that he was covered with a slightly larger jacket, and knew who did it without thinking.

Last night was really too sleepy, he couldn't hold back for a moment and fell asleep directly, the man said he didn't care, but actually did everything, Xiao Hongyin couldn't help his cheeks burning slightly, and his disgust towards He Yanzhi increased even more.

He secretly gritted his teeth, but unconsciously attracted by the scent, he climbed out of bed with difficulty and found the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and the stuffy porridge underneath was still hot.

"This porridge, made by He Yanzhi?"

Xiao Hongyin stirred it with a spatula, and there was actually stewed pork liver in the porridge, which was suitable for people who bleed too much.

"He would be so kind."

To be honest, he didn't intend to eat what He Yanzhi made, but his already empty stomach protested in due course.

Xiao Hongyin had no choice but to take a sip carefully, and after two quarters of an hour, the whole pot bottomed out.

After eating and drinking, he rested in the house for a while, and then took a walk in the yard.

Xiao Hongyin stood by the pool, watching the red carp swimming in it, and began to think about why the fish are poisonous, why they should be kept if they are poisonous, what can be done if they are kept, and whether they should continue to follow him after healed up around.

Since he is He Yu's person, following him might have a chance to get close to He Yu, wouldn't it be faster than the side road.

What's more, He Yanzhi doesn't have a bad impression of him, so it shouldn't be difficult to become his close friend.

Xiao Hongyin looked at the fish for a while, before going to the kitchen to clean up the pots and pans.Passing the hall, he noticed that on the temporary bed, the rabbit doll was still staring at him with those red bean eyes.

"Ugly rabbit."

Xiao Hongyin cleaned up the kitchen and the rest of the house by the way, then sat obediently in the yard and waited for He Yanzhi to come back.

When the sun was setting and the courtyard door was knocked, Xiao Hongyin was about to get up to open the door when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked through the crack of the door vigilantly, and saw a stranger standing in front of the door, dressed in a policeman's costume, with a broad knife pinned to his waist, he was obviously nine feet tall, but his outstretched hands were extremely short and fat. The wooden door knocked loudly.

Xiao Hongyin didn't make a sound, and immediately retreated into the room.

Didn't this person come to arrest him?

He Yanzhi clearly arranged his fake death very carefully, why did he leak the news?

Xiao Hongyin turned to another guess, but then denied himself.

He has not been involved with He Yu yet, so He Yanzhi will not leak it on purpose, if he wants to kill him, why save him.

The knock on the door became louder and louder, as if it was about to break in.

Xiao Hongyin didn't have time to think about it, so he ran out of the room to the corner, visually measured the height of the courtyard wall, and jumped onto the top of the wall with all his might.

Since childhood, he has learned both civil and martial arts, and he didn't think it was a difficult task to climb over the wall, but now he is covered with bandages, which greatly restricts his movements.

The mere movement of raising his hand involved the wound on his waist, and the half-healed wound burst open, causing him to almost let go of the pain.When he finally made it to the top of the wall, blood and sweat soaked his entire waist and abdomen.

Xiao Hongyin checked the foothold from top to bottom, but his eyes suddenly blurred, and he fell straight from the wall, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

In a trance, he heard that the man noticed the movement and raised his foot to walk this way.Xiao Hongyin didn't dare to delay, stood up with effort, and ran out of the alley.

The intricate and deep alley seemed to have no end, Xiao Hongyin ran for an unknown amount of time, and when He Yanzhi finally appeared in sight when he was about to lose his hold, Xiao Hongyin's mind became hot, he quickened his pace, and threw himself into his arms.