Chapter 93: Catching the Thieves

According to Li Yuhan, there were more than one thief, two of them. They were good at light skills and were not weak in martial arts. If they didn't catch them, Chen Ziqi would not be able to leave with peace of mind.

The next day, Jianyang City was full of notices, saying that the government wanted to capture the two thieves, and the people could inform the yamen if they had any clues.

As soon as the notice was posted, the people in the city were surprised. You should know that these two people were obviously from the world, and the government would not care about it at all.

The prefect looked bitterly at the master copying notice in the hall. He had to worry about it, but he had to pay attention. The prince became the brother of the heads of the Changjianmen and the Duanjianmen. The constables in the yamen and the yamen runners were all given wages by the prince. No one listened to him at all. The prince said one, no one said two.

"Master, do you think it was the thief Liang Shangfei?" The prefect looked at the description of the thief's steal by the people in the royal palace and felt it was a bit like it.

"I guess that's it," the master copied another copy, dried the ink and continued to copy the next copy, "It's considered that someone has dealt with them."

Liang Shangfei is two people, one named Liang Youde and the other named Qin Fei, who are in Jianyang. They regard themselves as thieves, often go to wealthy families to steal things, and then distribute them to poor people outside, and give them a nickname for themselves Liang Shangfei.

The master's family is quite wealthy, and he was visited by these two people a lot before. When he picked it up, he was so angry that he was so angry that he copied the notices very hard, and he even took the yamen runners out to post them.

Today happened to be the day to collect rent. The owner of the braised food store looked worried and wanted to sell the remaining days before moving away. Seeing the manager of the royal palace coming to him, his heart was so sad that he couldn't say, "The day before yesterday, the family was terrible, and there was no silver to pay the rent. Do you see if you can...can you please calm down and slow down."

His braised food store is doing well. If he is given a month, he can earn back the rent.

"Oh, Zhang Ji braised food," the manager looked at the signboard and the account book. "The prince said that the things in your store are delicious and will save you a month's rent."

"Huh?" The shop owner was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, "Is this really what the prince said?"

"Yes." The manager took the pen, wrote a few words on the account book, and then continued to go to the next house.

"Thank you, Prince! Thank you, Prince!" The owner ran out of the store, knelt on the street paved with bluestone, and kowtowed three times in the direction of the royal mansion. Withdrawal of one month's rent, the family can continue to live here. In another month, he can earn enough rent.

Jianyang City is so stable now, and it is very profitable to do small businesses. He said he didn't want to go back to farm anymore.

The more grateful I am to the prince, the more I hate the thief. The owner of the braised food store stopped doing his business today, closed the store door and went to the yamen to provide clues.

"I know the appearance of the thief stealing, the two brothers Liang Shangfei." The owner of the braised food shop said firmly. He was poor in the past and was a tenant for rich families. He had to support his wife and children, and was so poor that he gave him a few cents two years ago, so he knew the backs of the two.

Recently, Jianyang City was able to do business. He sold his ancestral home for a few taels of silver and moved to Jianyang City to live. His life finally improved, but his family was stolen. The few cents back then were only enough for him to buy a can of salt, and the two of them didn't help him at all, but now they are going to destroy his family.

"What a thief! Bah!"

There are many people who hold this argument. The two of them claim to be thieves, but they rarely help the poor. Even if they give money, they are useless for a few cents. When they steal things, they are dozens or hundreds of taels of snowflakes.

"It's actually a thief?" Chen Ziqi was a little surprised when he heard the news from the prefect. He had only heard from Mr. Storyteller. When he was a child, he often daydreamed, hoping that one day the thief who robbed the rich and helped the poor would fall from the sky and give him a large sum of money.

"Just seek fame and reputation." Luo Yunsheng was reading the account book. When he heard this, he couldn't help but say something. There were many people like this in the world who robbed the rich and helped the poor. They all helped him steal himself. After stealing a large sum of money, he gave the people around him some money.

Chen Ziqi touched his chin, waved his hand to let the prefect leave, and got up to find his uncle.

"Uncle, we have a big business, let's work together." Chen Ziqi sat down at the stone table in the yard and said to Li Yuhan, who was still practicing swordsmanship diligently.

The sword force did not pause at all, and I don’t know if Li Yuhan heard it.

Chen Ziqi took out the little red bird in his arms and put it on the stone table. The weather became colder and he was afraid that his little paws would be frozen, so he asked Fuxi to take the wooden tea holder and let the little red bird squat on it.

Danyi shook her hair. Seeing that Chen Ziqi was eating melon seeds for him, she sat down with peace of mind, opened her mouth and waited for feeding.

Chen Ziqi kowtowed the melon seeds and threw them into the tender yellow chicken's mouth, continuing to talk about business. What he wanted to discuss was selling the sword to the Lushan Sect. As a major sect, new disciples join each year, and there must be a large number of swords consumed.

"Uncle helped me to promote this business, and I will give my uncle a commission." Chen Ziqi bit a melon seed kernel and smiled and asked the little red bird to eat it by himself.

The little red bird carried its wings and slashed its thin claws on the tea holder. Then he looked up excitedly, tentatively leaned over, gently holding the melon seed, as if he was afraid of pecking the light pink lips. Pian Chen Ziqi bit it and didn't let go, the little red bird had to hold it in his mouth and pull it back with force. Suddenly the force on the other end relaxed. The little red bird used too much force and fell backwards, holding the melon seeds in his mouth and turned around on the tea holder.

"Hehehe..." Chen Ziqi looked at Xiaomao's funny appearance and grinned her teeth in a bad manner, which made the little red bird chirp at him in anger.

Seeing that the little guy was angry, Chen Ziqi coughed lightly and held back his smile, leaned over and kissed the hairy head, and peeled another melon seed to feed it.

"Om——" Changjian closed his momentum, Li Yuhan stood still, adjusted his internal breath, and then looked at Chen Ziqi, "You can just talk about this matter with the head."

It is of course possible to say it directly, but no one beats the side drum, so it is probably difficult for Lu Xiuqi, the old fox. After all, the Lushan School has been in operation for so many years, and there must be a fixed swordsman. It is definitely not easy for him to get a share of the pie.

Chen Ziqi looked down at the little red bird jumping on the tea tray, and turned his eyes and said, "Although the monthly rate of Lushan is high for the direct disciples, it is not much. My uncle always needs to save some money to marry a wife, right? For each sword, I will give my uncle 10% of the money. What do you think?"

He didn't have time to try to focus on this business of the Lushan Sect. There was always a person in the sect to maintain long-term contact. If Li Yuhan refused, he would go to a junior nephew to do this. Of course, the money given to the junior nephew would be relatively less. After all, the junior nephew was definitely not as heavy as Li Yuhan in front of the head.

The money to marry a wife... Li Yuhan said that he was rejecting, and when he heard this, he slowly swallowed it. He didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly fell into a long silence.

Chen Ziqi didn't urge him and continued to crack the melon seeds.

"I'll try it." Li Yuhan responded hesitantly.

"Okay." Chen Ziqi stood up and whispered to Li Yuhan. After getting the other party's approval, he was so talented.

He happily left with the little red bird.

Two days later, Li Yuhan, who returned to the Lushan Sect, handed Chen Ziqi a stack of silver notes in front of the royal palace. "The swords for the Lushan Sect for the next two years will be made by the prince."

"Please rest assured that the leader will live up to expectations." Chen Ziqi took the silver notes and happily put them into his sleeves. The thick stack of silver notes was at least 5,000 taels, which made people jealous.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. At midnight, two black shadows quietly rushed up to the wall of the royal palace.
Chapter completed!