Chapter 85 Mung Bean Cake (1)

"Do you think the Prince of Huaishan County and his family are crazy?" Liu Yuan murmured, "How will his family explain it later? Can this matter be deceived by lying tonight? The Prince and Emperor of Huaishan County Don’t they want to be relatives anymore?”

Bai Zhu curled up and whispered: "This can only prove one thing!"

He raised his head slightly and glanced at the black-clad dead soldiers who appeared at the entrance of the alley, and was met with another sniper fire like a storm of arrows.

Bai Zhu hid behind the bumpy carriage and said, "If the secrets hidden by the Prince of Huaishan and his family are really exposed, I'm afraid it will be as simple as being demoted to the rank of common people instead of being deposed as the Prince."

The more hysterical and arrogant you are, the more it proves that this secret is extraordinary.

Liu Yuan nodded when he heard this and said: "I thought so too. But right now..."

Everyone knows that the key is how to withstand this storm of arrows. If it weren't for this special carriage board, the two of them would have been shot into hedgehogs like the horse pulling the carriage.

"Wait a minute, Lin Shaoqing and the others should be here soon!" Bai Zhu shrank and murmured.

Under the darkness, dead soldiers holding crossbows and arrows surrounded the carriage where the people were hiding.

"Borrowed from the military camp outside the city!" A family's heavy crossbow was placed on the high wall, and they patted the heavy weapon borrowed from the military camp. A group of guards looked here with clairvoyance in their hands.

"Oh, hey, he's quite arrogant!"

Lin Fei said without any nonsense, "Deal with those dead soldiers!"

The leading Ganzhiwei deputy general responded, rubbed his chin, looked at Lin Fei, and said: "Lin Shaoqing, it's not easy for you in Dali Temple. Not only do you have to investigate the case, but you also have to chase the murderer. !”

When Lin Fei heard this, he glanced at the deputy general and said, "So, it's not because you can't do it, so you came to ask for help from the Qianzhiwei?"

One sentence really gave them enough face as a guard. The lieutenant general looked at Lin Fei, who looked calm, with some surprise: Lin Shaoqing's background, ability, appearance, etc. are all extraordinary, but anyone who is capable of such things will inevitably have a "big temper" if he is outstanding.

Although I had never had any dealings with Lin Shaoqing before, I heard from hearsay that this person was a man who did not pretend to be pretentious, did not give face to anyone, and was extremely arrogant.

Now, this rumored "arrogant" person actually gave them such great honor... The lieutenant general was silent for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Lin Fei again: He was so cold and cold, so good at seeing an appearance that is difficult to imitate, indeed. It's the rumored Lin Shaoqing.

Therefore, the rumors must not be believed at all! Aren’t they easy to talk to?

After sighing twice, Lieutenant General Qianzhiwei walked behind the heavy crossbow, raised the crossbow himself, and aimed at the dead soldiers who were outflanking him at the entrance of the alley.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

A bunch of rockets took off in the night sky. The sudden bright light caught the attention of the dead men who were focusing on hunting Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu. They turned to look in the direction of the rocket's source. Lin Fei's face looked particularly bright in the firelight. Calmly, he stood next to the dark crossbow of the giant heavy crossbow borrowed from the military camp and came towards them.

The face of the dead soldier who was not even afraid of death suddenly changed.

Arrows rained down from the sky.

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As the last bucket of water was poured in, and "sizzling" green smoke rose, the patrol guard at the guardhouse threw the bucket aside and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

I finally put out the fire, but it was so tiring!

The guards next to him were not much better than him, they all collapsed on the ground and gasped for air.

At this moment, the girl who had been watching the excitement for a long time walked past them towards the half-burned warehouse.

"Hey, the warehouse is very important..." Seeing this, the guard hurriedly struggled to sit up and shouted to Wen Mingtang, "Don't run around!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl looked back at him, smiled at him, and said, "I just wanted to see what books were missing."

Patrol guard: "..."

After a lot of work, I realized that something was wrong!

It was true that someone raided the guardhouse warehouse at night and set fire to it, and it was also true that the girl in front of him helped wake them up and put out the fire. But... this doesn't mean that the girl in front of me has no "intentions" for the books in the warehouse!

Thinking like this, I wanted to struggle to stand up, but Liang Hongjin behind me hooked her shoulder and said, "My little Mingtang will just take a look and count the losses for you." Liang Hongjin said, pointing. The burnt-out warehouse of the guard house was pitch black, and he said, "Tomorrow, I'm going to be asked to come as a witness for you guys to prove that you didn't neglect your duties, but were attacked at night, right?"

Patrol guard: "..." This is a threat!

The "enthusiastic person" who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night is indeed not a good person.

"You can only take a look! You can't move." The patrol guard was silent, took a step back, and said, "I'll watch it later. I'll report it to you early tomorrow morning!"

Liang Hongjin slapped the patrol guard on the shoulder and praised: "You are quite good!"

The patrolling guard grimaced in pain and glanced at her: This female general slapped someone so painfully, how dare you not do it?

Wen Mingtang, who walked into the warehouse of the guardhouse, walked to the bookshelf and started flipping through it.

"What are you looking for?" Liang Hongjin asked after getting rid of the patrolling guards outside.

Wen Mingtang took out the oil paper bag in his arms and threw it over. Liang Hongjin raised her hand to take it. When she opened it, she saw several pieces of mung bean cake. Her eyes lit up, she pinched a piece and put it in her mouth, and she immediately frowned. : "You didn't do it?"

Wen Mingtang said "Hmm", looked down at the book, and said, "I didn't have time to make it. I bought it on the way."

"The ones I bought are not as delicious as the ones you made!" Liang Hongjin said, throwing the oil paper bag to Heizi and the two outside, saying "I'll reward you" before saying, "I've helped you so much today. I’m so busy, remember to deliver the mung bean cake you made tomorrow.”

Listening to the emphasis of the words "Made by myself", Wen Mingtang said "Okay" and continued to look down at the book.

Liang Hongjin leaned over and took a look at the book Wen Mingtang was looking for, and couldn't help but mutter: "Your Lin Shaoqing not only wants you to feed mosquitoes, but also wants you to find things?"

Wen Mingtang paused while turning the book, looked up at Liang Hongjin, and said expressionlessly: "He asked me if I can read or not?"

Liang Hongjin: "...This exciting method is really good!"

After Wen Mingtang finished speaking, he continued to lower his head and flip through the book: "He told me about the Fuzi," he paused, and then said, "We feel sympathy for each other, so I can help him if he can!"

What Lin Fei's provoking method really provoked was not the trivial matter of whether she was "literate or not", but Fuzi.

In the great righteousness of Song Guanshi who fulfilled his mission and moved him, Fuzi was completely ignored. No one cares about the life or death of a little person, and it is even better if he is dead, because Fuzi will be "an eyesore" if he is alive.

Wen Mingtang couldn't understand the plight of a little person who should have been tortured to death but didn't when he thought of being chased and killed on the street by someone casually ordering him to do so.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! ^-^