What can a top expert do?

Meng Qi spent all the nearby villages and towns overnight.

What secret room? The cellar, it can’t be hidden from the intuition of fat rats.

Of course, Dr. Mo helped a lot - it would be even better if there was no such an annoying horse. They were busy all night, but the horse slept peacefully all night. When they woke up, Mo Carp and bean cakes were fed.

There are grass everywhere, so you can’t eat grass?

The demands of slow horses are so high! The forage is not cheap, and you can buy several candy cakes in a bunch.

Meng Qi maintained an unfathomable expression, staring coldly at the horse that was shaking its tail leisurely, but Master Meng's terrifying gaze was no longer good at the horse.

——I got used to being scared.

If Meng Qi continues to watch, the horse will kick its hooves and seek protection from the black carp.

"Do you think this looks like a horse?" Meng Qi asked with a tense face.

Mo Li especially likes to see Meng Qi's expression now, as if she wants to throw this horse across the mountains and across the river.

"It's smart enough. We were not here last night, and it didn't run around." Mo Li patted the horse's head, then left to go to the tea stall on the side of the road to buy some water.

Meng Qi thought to himself that after eating and drinking, why would this horse run around?

Is there a good time to run here? I'm just stupid!

Oh, this horse is really not stupid!

Meng Qi confusingly acknowledged the horse's spirituality.

The caravan they met on the road before stumbled away for the middle of the night and arrived at this small town.

It was not long before dawn, and smoke had already emerged from the chimneys of the early people in the town. Everyone was thirsty and tired, so they decided to rest here.

Meng Qi was not inquiring about this. As soon as he and the doctor entered the town, they saw a few people greeting the inn's staff. There was not so much food in the inn, so the staff had to find someone selling cooked cakes and buns, and asked someone to send a batch of fresh dishes. They were chatting enthusiastically and accidentally sold the news about the caravan.

"Ye, it's really a coincidence that the shop is full of customers." The guy saw Meng Qi and the others looking here, and hurried to the inn in three steps and two steps, explaining with a smile.

"There is only one inn in the town?" Mo Li also put on a straw hat.

Last night, he and Meng Qi sneaked into the city and worked hard. I guess the nearby county town will not be able to find peace today.

"No, our place is small and we can't receive too many people, but..." The guy's voice became smaller involuntarily. From Mo Li's behavior, he felt that this person might have some background, so he couldn't say the following words.

"But what?"

“…uh, it’s a foot shop.”

When Meng Qi saw it, he blurted out and then shivered.

He was very regretful that the foot shop was lived by the coachman and the coolie, and the beds were all large and bus shops, and more than 20 people could live in a room.

This kind of place is always there, sleeping in the clothes, snoring and grinding teeth are all trivial matters, and there is also an unpleasant smell. Some people wear shoes on the bunk bed, because if they take off their shoes, they will probably have to wake up.

"Or why don't you go to the teahouse in town to rest? There is also a place to live nearby." The guy quickly added to make up for the mistake.

The mo carp did not comment and led the horse in.

When he arrived at the teahouse, he understood what the mate meant.

——Next to the teahouse is a two-story building with red lights hanging with the name of the Red Building.

There are often merchants in this town, so the brothels and Chuguan are naturally available.

It's morning, and the gate of the Red Mansion is half open, and there is only a turtle in a green robe. The man is sweeping the shells of melon seeds.

"He was right, he could indeed live here." Meng Qi teased.

Mo Li glanced at him helplessly, led the horse to the side of the road, and instead of entering the teahouse, he chose another road to go to the town's carriage.

Meng Qi naturally would not think that Mo Li was about to sell the horse. He followed slowly, watching Mo Li buy fodder when he found the people in the carriage and horse store, and then went to the roadside tea stall to buy water.

As for the special treatment of the lover, Meng Qi enjoyed: a more bitter medicine.

Others drink tea, but they drink medicine.

Last night, Meng Qi took out the gold and silver hidden in the study compartment of the local county magistrate and placed it neatly on the low table in the bedroom in front of the bed. He went to the warehouse for a few times and caught two scholars who were suspected of being the Holy Lotus Altar.

As a result, when he turned around, he found that Mo Li had passed by the well and drank water. He left money by passing by the medicine shop and took away some herbs.

Meng Qi: "..."

What about going to the city to find the Holy Lotus Hall with ulterior motives?

He suspected that Mo Li had a prescription in his heart, and he went to the city to get the medicine and boil it.

***

Chen County, fifty miles away from the town.

All the money he saved was withdrawn and he put it in the bedroom with a lot of money. Although there were not many scary blood books on the walls in the room, the county magistrate who was helped up by the concubine and maid was still shocked and looked deserted. He touched his neck and sat on the Grand Master's chair.

Being able to touch the secret room of Tibetan money without knowing it means that his head can be easily taken away. The county magistrate was frightened and ordered a thorough investigation. He also prepared to urgently dispatch more than 30 yamen runners and guards to take shifts on night.

Before the people called Qi, bad news came from the county yard warehouse. Somehow the people in charge of the warehouse were locked in the warehouse. They cried and asked for help. Everyone opened the warehouse and saw no one.

After searching again, it turned out that the person was locked in a cage.

To be precise, it is put in a box.

A hole was opened on the side of the large box containing cloth, money and grain, revealing a person's head. The box was very big, and it was more than enough to curl up by holding his hands and feet alone, and there was room for movement.

But the box was locked, and he could only roll on the ground with the box in vain.

After a few rounds, I couldn't roll anymore, and I was left with the wailing spirit.

Everyone found the key and opened the box with all their might. After saving the person, they found something wrong. What about the original property in the box? The person in charge of the warehouse said hesitantly that he didn't know. After a while, he said with certainty that it was the bandit's work, and he snatched the property and locked him in it.

This person is in charge of the warehouse, but it is not for night. He is a minor official in the yamen and has a relative relationship with the county magistrate. He usually acts as a domineering person.

The county magistrate felt something was wrong and immediately ordered all the boxes to be opened to check. He found that there were some bad cloth and broken copper plates inside. He was furious and ignored the county magistrate's face and took the minor official and threw it into prison.

No matter whether the things inside were sold secretly or someone had already made false accounts, now that there is such a mess, there are too many people and can't hide them. The county magistrate must make an attitude, and no one is a fool. Could it be that the bandits ran away overnight with the cloth from a warehouse?

Is it easy to carry cloth, or is it easy to hide gold and silver hidden in the county magistrate's study? Even fools can make choices!

Not only did the county government office have an accident, but there were also big news in the hometowns of several gentry families in the city. When outsiders asked about it, they only said there were thieves, but they did not see them report to the officials.

The people only saw the yamen run back and forth, the atmosphere in the city was tense, the city gates were martial law, and they were inspecting everywhere.

The gangster was arrested and interrogated for a while, allowing them to recall whether they had seen suspicious outsiders.

There were foreign merchants coming and going in the city every day. Since I asked, I felt that everyone was suspicious, so I slashed my heart and said a lot. The yamen runners and soldiers also ran with me all day, but I didn't find anything.

In the evening, the constable finally found other strange things in the city.

"What? You said that Master Yin from Xicheng Elementary School Hall is missing?"

This master had the reputation of a scholar. He was in his forties and was originally from Yangzhou, Jiangnan. After the fall of the Chu Dynasty, he did not return to his hometown and settled in Chen County. Because of his fame, he often had contacts with gentry, but his family was not wealthy and he did not marry.

The news of his disappearance was reported by people from the school.

The constable ran away with a fierce look with a group of people.

When I went to the ground, things were indeed unusual. The courtyard where Master Yin lived was empty, not only Master, but another old servant was also missing, and the door was open.

When I walked to the main house, I suddenly found a crack next to the bed in the bedroom, which was enough to accommodate one person in and out.

It turned out that a cellar was dug below, and the area was quite large, and food and weapons were stored.

——This is no small matter! Someone wants to rebel!

The county magistrate of Chen County heard the incident report, and almost fainted again after hearing the darkness in front of him.

"... There is a divine case under the cellar, and the tablet is written with the title of Ziweixingjun." The constable wiped his sweat and said carefully, "I heard that some believers nearby, who call themselves the Holy Lotus Altar, believe in Ziweixingjun."

"Damn it!"

The county magistrate gasped, his expression changing from time to time under the candlelight.

He gritted his teeth and ordered the continued search for Master Yin and the possible remnants of the city, and then turned around and discussed with his staff.

"Dongweng, it may be the internal strife of those rioters. Master Yin is probably dead." The aide rolled his eyes smartly and said, "He can kill people, and he can silently empty the property in the county government. Why don't you take any money and just kidnap people? I see that there must be a huge conspiracy here, and Dongweng must not act rashly."

This was right, and the county magistrate nodded immediately and said, "Yes, this is definitely not a simple case. I will call everyone back now."

The plot and rebellion are too big, and he has to find a way to get rid of his crime of inadvertent punishment.

The county magistrate wandered around the room with his hands behind his back, trying hard to think of a solution.

If it can be proved that this incident did not happen under one's own rule, or if it turned into a small matter, it was just said that it was a bandit, but the Yin family was actually a thief's nest, and the case could be settled. As for the Holy Lotus Hall rioters, they had to keep a close eye on it and find opportunities to report it as a meritorious person, as long as they pass the moment.

The county magistrate made up his mind and gave instructions to his staff.

He didn't notice a figure flashing through the window.

***

Small town.

The people in the carriage and horse carriage praised the horse's majesty in surprise. They said it was really 5 minutes, but they wanted Mo Li to buy a pair of cowhide saddles.

"It's too impotent to use it to drive a car. There are so many horses to drive a car. This kind of horse is rare. Should you sell the car or buy a horse to drive a car for you? You can ride this horse and get a saddle, so you're so arrogant."
To be continued...