Xiaoqi ran back to her yard, but she didn't take off her shoes, fell on the bed, and then lay there motionlessly.

After a while, Huai Qing walked in with Sanqiansui in his arms.

"I just saw someone coming with you outside, but I saw you go into the house and leave - is that your sixth brother?" Huai Qing asked.

Xiaoqi did not answer.

"Crying again?" Sanqiansui was suspicious.

"No!" Xiaoqi turned over angrily, "Who cried? Is it so easy for me to cry?"

Huai Qing smiled and looked elsewhere, "...that's hard to say."

"You guys go out--!" Xiaoqi stood up and pushed Huai Qing's back and walked out, "Don't bother me!"

Huai Qing was pushed to the door and finally sighed quietly, "I heard a lot of interesting rumors today, I came to tell you..."

Xiao Qi's movements were slightly condensed, "What...?"

"On Mount Daizong." Huai Qing said, "Several servants in the mansion are talking about it. Do you want to hear it?"

Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously, "I want to!"

...

In Luoyang City, Ji Ran rode his horse on the street behind the snow.

His legs and feet have fully recovered and he officially returned to the team yesterday, but his original official robe has become ragged and cannot be worn during the fight.

It is estimated that it will take half a month to get off the new clothes, so Ji Ran simply changed into the official uniforms he used to be when he was Sizhi. Although it was a little unfit, it was very cold.

Early this morning, he went to the Ping Yao Office to pick up a document in person. He learned that Feng Yishu seemed to have not come down on Daizong Mountain recently, and Ji Ran was a little concerned.

Since the earthquake a few days ago, there have been some rumors in the capital. Many scammers have taken the opportunity to make money, so the government government has posted notices at the city gate, publicizing more than a dozen cases solved in the past few days, reminding the people to be careful.

Turning a corner of the street, Ji Ran saw two carriages in front of him, a tall mule pulling several large wooden boxes with heavy pads, four men pulling forward and backward, and there were elderly people and children sitting on the carriage, which looked like ordinary people moving.

Ji Ran stopped in place with his horse, waiting for the family to come over.

Suddenly something flashed through his eyes. Ji Ran hadn't realized what was wrong. A certain intuitive sense of incongruity made him move forward and block the family's way.

He flew out of the horse, took out the token from his waist and signaled to the man in charge.

"Dali Temple handles the case, you, and you? Parking and pulling over."

Several men looked at each other? They all looked a little confused.

"Sir... we are all ordinary people. How many years have we done carpentry work in Luoyang? Now the New Year is coming soon? We plan to go back to our hometown in the countryside-"

"Is that your wife and child?" Ji Ran asked, pointing to the person in the car.

"right."

"Let them come down." Ji Ran had no intention of giving in, "I want to check my luggage? Get your boxes--"

Before he could finish his words, the man in charge had already secretly grabbed Ji Ran's arm.

Ji Ran frowned? “What are you doing?”

"These money? Please take it to drink with me." The man showed a sensible smile on his face. "It's all for the superiors. It's a cold day. Do you still do your duty so loyally? It's so hard."

Ji Ran took the purse? He weighed it in his hand - with this weight, it was at least twenty taels of silver.

With one move, a family of three can spend a year's money.

Ji Ran chuckled, and he collected his purse, "Which adult are you doing business for? What are you doing?"

"That's right, it's hard to say..."

Seeing that Ji Ran had collected the money? But he had no intention of leaving, several men looked at each other? Thinking about whether Si Zhi in front of him was a little bit like a lion's mouth--maybe he should call him hard.

However, before they could think of a solution, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded - Ji Ran took out a bamboo whistle from his arms? He put it in his mouth and blew it.

In less than a bag of cigarettes, the street was surrounded by officers and soldiers.

Only then did the men realize that they had encountered a tough problem? They were held on the side of the road with their backhands? They watched helplessly as Ji Ran instructed the officers and soldiers to open the large wooden boxes on the two carriages.

Under some cotton coats that were washed white? The officials quickly found a lot of jewelry and jade.

With Ji Ran's order, the remaining carriages no longer searched the streets, but were sealed and prepared to be sent to the government.

He walked back to the previous few people, "Can you say it now? Which adult are you doing? "

The man in the lead snorted and looked away.

"It's not the turn of Dali Temple to examine our case."

"I think you are not punishing you for toasting." Ji Ran laughed, "If the case falls into my hands, there is no reason why it will be revealed. Now, if you cooperate with the case, if you want to wait for the people behind you to come and get you, I will tell you that you and your adults will not be able to take care of you."

Ji Ran's words were loud and made the few people in front of him feel a little confused.

"...I dare to ask," the man glanced at Ji Ran's clothes with a slight touch, "Which yamen is the official in Dali Temple?"

"Do you know how many yamen are under Dali Temple?" Ji Ran held his arms with both hands, "Dali Temple Shaoqing Ji Ran--Have you heard of it?"

Several men shivered at the same time.

——I’m so deadly, I really hit the iron plate today!

"Take it away!" Ji Ran said.

Everyone was about to set off, suddenly someone shouted "Master Ji" from afar. Ji Ran turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing silk clothes running towards him.

When this person approached, not only Ji Ran, but most of the people present recognized this face.

——The housekeeper of Cen’s mansion, Xu Kangen.

"Oh, oh...this...this is really a misunderstanding!" He looked at the sealed carriage and showed a flattering and embarrassing smile on his face, "This is really...the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple--"

"What's the matter? Butler Xu will talk about it when he arrives at the yamen."

"Hey--Mr. Ji!" Xu Kangen changed his face, "Don't worry, this is a misunderstanding--"

"Is it a misunderstanding? Once the case is filed, you will know it once you investigate." Ji Ran's hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife, "Get out of the way."

"I'll just say it, Lord Ji, there is one box in these two cars of boxes that Mr. He asked us to transport together. If you don't look at monks and Buddha's faces, you really have to wait for the case to be filed, and there is no room for some things."

"Interesting..." Ji Ran narrowed his eyes, "Come!"

Several officials nearby immediately followed the order. Seeing this, Xu Kangen thought Ji Ran was probably about to raise his hand to release him. He was laughing, thinking about some auspicious words to say for a while, he saw Ji Ran suddenly pointing at him.
Chapter completed!