"How can it be uneasy?" Chen Guang asked humbly.

The old man stuffed the broken silver back into Chen Guang's hand and sighed, "The old man won't pay for his money, so he reminded you of the bag of silk candy you gave me to my grandson. One night a few days ago, a man's mansion was surrounded by evil people, and the sound of fighting and killing stopped for a long time. The old man happened to send firewood to the mansion of the mansion every day. Just dawn that day, he saw that the bluestone slabs were dyed red, and someone was pouring water to wash it."

Chen Guang was shocked when he heard this and asked, "I wonder which official is the mansion?"

"It's the mansion of General Xing, where his family lives." The old man shook his head, "Those bad guys are really confused. Who can't trouble him? Why do you have to trouble him? General Xing has so many soldiers in his hands, and it's not a piece of cake to deal with a few bad guys, tsk tsk."

"You man, you left because of this?"

The old man's face changed slightly: "This matter has not spread in the city yet. Those who receive the news have some ideas. The old man only found out when he met it by chance. The young man thought, this Fuxing City is not a small village town. Isn't this kind of thing happening in such a big city? Those bad guys who can break into General Xing's mansion today may kill and set fire tomorrow, so some people who receive the news will temporarily leave and avoid it. The old man happened to have nothing to do, so he simply took his grandson to his parents' place."

"So that's the case. Thank you for reminding me." Chen Guang bowed.

The old man stood up and pulled the little grandson: "Okay, I have rested enough, we should leave. Brother, if you are not in a hurry, don't go to Fuxing City for the time being."

"Okay, we know, thank you, Mr.

The old man and his grandson were gradually moving away, while Qiao Zhao and the other two were still standing under the tree without moving.

"There are evil people besieging Xing Wuyang's mansion?" Shao Mingyuan thought about the old man's words and looked at Qiao Zhao, "Zhaozhao, have you noticed that the tone of the old man just mentioned those evil people was not like the people's hatred for bandits, but a hint of regret."

Qiao Zhao nodded and agreed: "Yes, it seems that he wished those evil people succeeded, which shows how unpopular Xing Wuyang is."

Shao Mingyuan looked into the distance, and the figures of the grandparents and grandchildren were gradually unable to see them.

"The identities of those evil people are interesting."

Qiao Zhao thought to himself: "It must be not for money to go straight to Xing Wuyang's mansion. If you are for money, there is no need to pick up the hardest bones to chew on them."

"Then why do you think it is?" Shao Mingyuan asked.

"We are still blind to the other side, so where is it easy to guess?" Qiao Zhao smiled, met Shao Mingyuan's encouraging gaze, and thought for a while, "Eight out of ten are related to civil unrest."

Shao Mingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes turned deeper, and he whispered: "Maybe it's a mutiny."

Qiao Zhao was shocked: "Military? Why do you think so?"

Mutiny is different from civilian changes. A mutiny occurred under a garrison general, which proves that the team he led was already rotten to the core.

"I have no basis. I just led troops to fight for the past few years, out of the intuition of a general." Shao Mingyuan said bluntly.

This intuition is by no means nonsense, but the experience of predicting the sudden change in the battlefield situation accumulated in countless battles of all sizes.

"Let's go, what exactly is Fuxing City? You'll know it after you go and see it with your own eyes."

The three of them continued to rush forward. In the afternoon, Fuxing City with an arched city gate appeared in front of them.

A team of soldiers stood by the city gate, checking the people entering the city.

"Big Young Master--" Chen Guang shouted.

"It's okay."

The three of them walked into the queue. When it was their turn, the soldiers standing by the city gate looked at Shao Mingyuan and Chen Guang carefully and asked coldly: "Isn't you a local?"

Both Shao Mingyuan and Chen Guang's height were more conspicuous in this southern coastal area.

"Yes, let's go to the marriage." Chen Guang smiled.

"Roading." The soldier stretched out his hand.

Chen Guang hurriedly handed over the road, and also offered a piece of silver of considerable value.

The silver sank, and the soldier glanced at Lu Yin quickly, returned it to Chen Guang, reminding him: "Don't cause trouble."

"Absolutely, we are all good people who are obedient."

The three of them finally entered the city smoothly and found an inn not too far from the Xing Jingshi's Mansion to stay. Chen Guang muttered: "I really didn't expect that one day my height would become an obstacle."

"The advantages and disadvantages are originally relative. In the morning, you can take a break and go out to rent an inconspicuous house. We will move in tomorrow."

"You still have to rent a house?" Chen Guang was quite surprised.

"Once Censor Xing is rescued, the other party will definitely know that the first person to start searching will definitely be the inn. It is easy for people to guess that we are from the north." Shao Mingyuan explained.

"I understand, I will go now."

In the evening, Chen Guang returned: "General, it's done."

Shao Mingyuan nodded: "Well, you can protect Miss Li tonight, I'll go and visit Xing Mansion."

"Which Xing Mansion?" Qiao Zhao asked.

It happened that Xing Wuyang and Jingshi Xing both had surnames Xing, so I really need to ask where Shao Mingyuan planned to go.

"Both are tentative."

It was soon the night entered, and Shao Mingyuan changed into a night-style dress, even his handsome face was covered by a black scarf, revealing only a pair of black eyes.

"Zhaozhao, I'm leaving." Shao Mingyuan raised his hand and gently stroked Qiao Zhao's hair.

"Then be careful."

Shao Mingyuan smiled: "Don't worry, I will come back early."

Qiao Zhao took out a delicate purse from his sleeve and handed it over: "Take this with it, and it contains a few medicines. The red bottle is a pill of detoxification. It can last for at least one hour when swallowed when it encounters a common poison. The white bottle is a hemorrhagic powder, which can quickly stop bleeding when poured on the wound. The green bottle is a god-like pill-"

Qiao Zhao paused for a moment and looked at Shao Mingyuan deeply: "I hope you don't use it."

The man was much taller than her, and she needed to look at him halfway up, just to see the affectionate smile in his eyes clearly.

Miss Qiao thought: This man belongs to her. No matter how scoundrel and shameless she is, she will not be willing to let anyone hurt him. Whoever dares to hurt her man will be in trouble.

Miss Qiao took out a small bottle as long as a slap from her sleeve and handed it over, and explained: "The immortal pill is for life-saving purposes. I believe you won't use it, just to prevent it. As for the things in this bottle, if you really encounter someone who is difficult to deal with, open the bottle jam and splash it on him."

"What will happen?"

"The problem is not big, it's just that my whole body will burn like fire in an instant." Miss Qiao said lightly.

Shao Mingyuan held the small bottle and pondered for a moment, and asked, "Is this what Dr. Li gave it to you?"

Qiao Zhao did not deny it.

This was originally a life-saving thing that Dr. Li gave her not long ago when she parted not long ago.

Shao Mingyuan stuffed the bottle back: "Silly girl, I don't need it."
Chapter completed!