The little Taoist priest thought for a while and then walked a few more steps. Seeing that Yan Cun had not stopped him, he circled around the empty space in the middle of the house.

Yan Cun looked at the water leak in the corner of the room irritably, and did not urge him.

His patience was rewarded.

"I remembered it!" The little Taoist priest stopped, thought for a blink of an eye, and quickly walked to Yan Cun: "There are three people who robbed my master, a coachman, and two strong men pretending to be servants.

After getting on the bus, the two strong men squeezed into the car with us and blocked the door tightly.

We were careless at that time and did not make any mistakes.

My master asked about the patient's condition. The other party only said that he was hot and asked in detail. The other party was very impatient. I thought... something was wrong, but I didn't think too much. I just thought that the servants were called up to do things in the middle of the night, and I felt angry.

My master saw that he couldn't find anything, so he stopped talking. At this time, a strong man asked the coachman:

Hello, it's okay to leave the shop later?

The coachman replied: My brother is helping me, are you worried?

Then the questioners stopped talking.

After a moment of stopping, the strong man turned to ask me about my age, and I said I was less than ten years old.

As soon as I finished speaking, I was hit on the neck and I knew nothing.”

"Brothers, please help...Brothers..." Yan Cun pondered for a moment and said to the Zao official who was guarding the door: "Take this kid down and put him in the county jail for the time being."

The little Taoist priest was so scared that he trembled. He said something begging for mercy and rushed forward to hug Yan Cun's thigh. He was dragged by the soap official and pulled out of the house.

Inside the county jail.

Wu Guan and Li Xiaojie's cell were adjacent to each other, and seven prisoners surrounded the junction of the two cells, plus the two in the cell, a total of nine. They held a note in their hands, which was half the size of a palm, and each of them blocked their note tightly, for fear that others would see the content on it.

At this moment, Li Li Xiaojie was pointing at a prison guard and said, "I want to jump to the prophet's house. The one who fights with me must be a wolf. I have tested it last night. You are an iron wolf!"

The person who was identified was anxious and was about to defend himself when he saw a jailer escorting a little Taoist priest in. Seeing that everyone was having fun, the jailer said, "Take me once, take me with me."

His anxious look caused everyone to laugh. Wu Guan looked at the little Taoist priest and said, "I look familiar, have I seen you somewhere?"

The prison guard hurriedly explained: "The closed disciple of Taoist Qingmiao..."

"Oh," Wu Guan nodded and said, "I remember that you and Taoist Qingmiao have been to my house and have the method to treat me."

Wu Guan washed off the rouge powder on his face. The little Taoist priest naturally couldn't recognize it and just looked at him in confusion.

Wu Guan said to the prisoner again: "Please keep me in check."

"This..." The prison guard was a little embarrassed. There was no precedent for two people to share a cell.

Li Xiaojie said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I'll make the decision, I'll just keep Wu Lang from there. Can you run away? Can you still play? You, and you, go out to watch the door if you don't play."

The prison guard had no choice but to send the little Taoist priest into Wuguan's cell.

The little Taoist priest shook, and Wu Guan comforted, "Don't be afraid, since you come, you can rest assured."

Li Xiaojie reached out and smashed the brick wall between the two, "Don't worry about him, let's continue. Your game is so interesting, it's much more interesting than drinking and writing poems."

"Okay, okay." Wu Guan reminded the prisoner again: "When I met County Guard Yan, I asked him to come, and then said... I said that I remembered some things that could help him."

"Okay, I will definitely bring the message."

The jailer actually wanted to call Yan County Weir immediately, and he could see that this little man was definitely not as stupid as the rumored one.

In just one day, he had already embraced the thigh of the King of Qinghe, and the King of Qinghe called him brother and brother. Even if he was not protected by Yan County Magistrate, he had to be treated well.

The prison guard did go to find Yan Cun and was told that Yan County Magistrate had gone out to do business.

At this moment, Yan Cun was in a residence.

Didian, an inn in the Tang Dynasty, takes care of residents, livestock, and goods in one-stop form.

Due to the difficulty of personnel transfer, many people will never leave their hometowns in their entire lives, and most of the guests staying in the residence are caravans and candidates who take the exam.

There was no scientific examination this year, so naturally only the caravan moved in. Because I had to help the caravan take care of mules and horses, there was a stench in the yard of the diner.

Even so, this place is still the most popular residence in Chang'an City because it is close enough to the West Market.

When the owner of the di shop saw the portrait in the hand of the Zaoye, he immediately pointed it out: "I just said it was strange. I stayed alone in the store and went out early and came back late. I really didn't look like a serious woman... Several officials, the store had never done anything illegal. This woman had nothing to do with the store..."

...

The owner of the di shop wanted to say the same thing to Yan Cun again, but Yan Cun looked at him, silly silent, and became quail-like, followed Yan Cun honestly, answering whatever he asked and asked.

"When did she leave?"

"Just just now, about... more than an hour ago."

“Where did you go?”

"I don't know this. The woman was so cold that she stayed for two days. Except for a few words to the counter clerk when she checked in, she didn't give us any words when she went in and out, but..." The shop owner hesitated and said cautiously: "It's not that she excused her. She still has good thoughts in her heart, and she is not bad to beggars."

"Beggar?"

"Ku Xiaoliu, a little beggar near our residence, often comes to the store to ask for leftovers. A friend saw her give Ku Xiaoliu coins and gave a lot of them..."

The shop owner simply grabbed a handful of copper coins from the counter drawer and showed it to Yan Cun while saying, "It's almost the same number."

There are more than a dozen or less than twenty. If you carry them with you alone, it is not much, but if you give them all to beggars, there are definitely quite a few.

"Where are the little six people?"

Before the store owner could answer, Yan Cun had already walked out of the residence. He looked around and found several beggars.

Yong'an Canal flows through the west side of Didian. There are large grass fields on both sides of the canal. The beggars are lying or tilted under the shade of the trees, basking in the sun lazily. Several wild dogs are also cool under the shade of the trees.

From a distance, it is hard to distinguish between humans and dogs.

Yan Cun rolled over the horse, rode his horse forward, and found a young beggar who occupied a whole shade of trees, and neither man nor dog dared to compete with him.

Yan Cun dismounted, and the beggar looked at him squintly. When he approached, the beggar still only moved his eyes.

"What's the price to find someone?" Yan Cun asked.

"It depends on who you are looking for."

"Look for a little beggar in your gang, Ku Xiaoliu."

The middle-aged beggar raised her head in surprise, but Yan Cun didn't give him a chance to ask, and continued: "Wannian County Government, Xiaoliu, I'm looking for trouble."

"I don't know him." The middle-aged beggar's head lay on the ground again.

"Okay." Yan Cun loudly ordered the soap clerk who followed him: "I heard that the Turks were invading my northern border again, and the war was imminent. These idle refugees relied on their absence from the household registration to break free from military service. They were caught by me today and sent to the recruiting office immediately..."

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged beggar jumped up, "Ku Xiaoliu, it's yours!"

He looked at Yan Cun nervously, weighing the weight of Ku Xiaoliu in his heart.

"Take people."

Even if the words Yan Cun agreed to the deal, the middle-aged beggar would only kneel down to thank him.

Three minutes later, Yan Cun met Ku Xiaoliu.

He was tricked by his companions. When his companions told him that he had wine and meat to eat, he rushed back excitedly.

At this moment, Ku Xiaoliu looked at his companion with grief, and his companion looked at the sky forty-five degrees.

"Tell me," Yan Cun spread the portrait of Xinghua, "Why does this woman give you so much money?"

"She, she asked me to help stare at someone."

"who?"
Chapter completed!