Chapter 183 The Incomplete

A wide carriage stopped at the door of the teahouse. Li Xiaoyao raised the curtain, looked at Huang Yuanshan with a smile and shouted, "Brother, get in the car quickly. My sister-in-law asked you to go back quickly." Huang Yuanshan shivered, but his footsteps were not delayed. He hurried into the car with a robe and shrank in the corner of the carriage with fear. Li Xiaoyao knocked on the board of the carriage, and the car trotted forward. Huang Yuanshan hurriedly and carefully took out the thin porcelain lid bowl in his arms and put it on the middle of the carriage. Li Xiaoyao reached out and picked it up. Looking at the lid, Huang Yuanshan hurriedly took off the black cloth bag containing silver and carefully put it next to the lid bowl. Li Xiaoyao said lightly, "Try about that person."

"Yes!" Huang Yuanshan shrank down again and hurriedly answered, "His name is Shang Dawang. He works in the tea bureau. He used to take some domestic tea leaves for some wine money. Such a small bowl is the first time I saw him take out."

"He used to take it out and didn't have to look for you." Li Xiaoyao covered the lid and said, Huang Yuanshan hurriedly smiled and said, "That's what my aunt said! Small•••••”

"What other relatives does he have? When did you enter the palace?

"I don't have any relatives. I heard that there was a brother who died a long time ago. A few years ago, I heard that he had a nephew. Later, I heard that his nephew recruited his husband to join the army. I haven't heard the letter for a year or two. He has been in the palace since he was a child, and I'm afraid it will take 30 years."

"How is your temper and personality? What are your preferences? Do you have any thoughts?"

"He is honest and useless. He likes to drink two sips of wine. I haven't heard that he has any thoughts, but I heard other husbands say that he remembers the most about the redemption orchid, but the husbands all remember this. They can't redeem it when they die. Not to mention entering the ancestral grave, even the king of hell..." Huang Yuanshan turned his tongue turned around. , in front of you is the living king of the living!

Li Xiaoyao hummed gently and threw a two taels of small silver bank from his purse and threw it to Huang Yuanshan: "This job is a good job. Although this bowl is really not good, my aunt doesn't look at things. It only depends on whether you work hard or not. Take it. I heard that Prime Minister Lin's mansion sent a group of servants 17 years ago. You go to fight If you want to find a few, it's still limited to three days. Huang Yuanshan took the silver, and his throat knot rolled and swallowed heavily. Although the aunt was vicious, she had never heard of this generous power! Huang Yuanshan swallowed again, carefully glanced at Li Xiaoyao, and said with a smile, "Go back to your aunt, you don't have to look elsewhere. Mrs. Shen is a subordinate who came out of Lin's house in those years, or you can't have such a good needle and thread." Li Xiaoyao was stunned, this ingenuity!

"Well, good! You did a good job! Take it!" Li Xiaoyao took two taels of silver from his purse and threw it to Huang Yuanshan and ordered, "This is a reward for your trip." Huang Yuanshan took it happily and was dizzy by the silver. He swallowed his saliva and looked at Li Xiaoyao expectantly, waiting for the messenger again. Li Xiaoyao squinted at him, thought for a moment, and then slowly ordered, "Keep collecting what comes out of this palace. This is one, two, pay attention to the gossip of the Taiping Mansion, especially about Prime Minister Lin's Mansion."

"Yes!" Huang Yuanshan's response was full of excitement. Li Xiaoyao raised his hand and knocked on the car board. The car rushed forward and stopped. Li Xiaoyao pouted at Huang Yuanshan and motioned him to get out of the car. Huang Yuanshan kowtowed, jumped out of the car, and staggered a few steps before standing. The car continued to move forward slowly and turned two more streets. Fu grabbed the mule and said, "Girl, here we are." Li Xiaoyao jumped out of the car wearing a hat, handed a few big money to the driver, thanked him with a smile, turned into a shop with his skirt, turned out of the back door of the shop, and got into the car driven by Xi'an.

Shang Dawang shook his arm, hummed a little song, and went back to the palace with a relaxed face. He turned several alleys and entered the noble lane not far from the palace gate. There were large high gates on both sides of the alley. The walls on both sides that needed to be looked up made the alley narrow and dark. Shang Dawang had just entered. At the entrance of the alley, the neck was hit hard. Under the neat pocket of a black cloth bag, it was tied three times or twice. The follow-up picker quickly threw the things in the front basket into the back basket. The two vendors put down the front basket with black cloth bags and put them down in the front basket. The porter covered the basket, picked up the burden, turned around, and walked out briskly. In the alley, two hawkers, one forward and one behind, continued to shout and sell leisurely all the way.

The picker walked for a quarter of an hour and unloaded the basket into a Taiping car full of grain and other sundries. The Taiping driver waved his whip and loudly hugged two cows in the direction of the south gate of the city. The basket was unloaded in the remote courtyard south of the city. Two guards carried black cloth bags into the cellar from the dark door of the house.

In the back room of the yard, dressed as a scholar, pointing to a small clay pot on the red cloth in the middle of the table and reported: "••••• It cost a thousand taels of silver, which is really a treasure." Li Xiaoyao looked at the small pottery pot disgustingly. What was packed here was what Shang Dawang cut off. Those eunuchs must redeem them when they die and must be buried in the coffin together, alas! Li Xiaoyao sighed secretly, reached out and put on the hat next to him and ordered, "Let's go." Long-term answer, signaling the guard next to him to wrap the pottery pot in red cloth, and take two steps forward to lead Li Xiaoyao into the cellar from the dark road in the room.

In the cellar, Shang Dawang had been poured out of his cloth bag, and his head was between his legs. Brother Zhao was dressed in a black robe and was talking to Nanning in a low voice. Seeing Li Xiaoyao come in, the two were busy to see the salute. Li Xiaoyao looked down at Shang Dawang for a moment, waved to Brother Zhao Wu, went into the dark room, and followed up with Nanning for a long time. Fifth Brother Zhao took out the black cloth from his sleeve, carefully covered his face, only showed his eyes, and made a gesture to the guard who was also dressed next to him. The guard bent down, raised his hand and hit Shang Dawang's face a few times. He took out a soaked cold veil from the ice bucket next to him and suddenly covered Shang Dawang's face and Shang Dawang's body. For a while, he opened his eyes, and the guard threw the handkerchief back into the ice bucket and stood beside him with his back. Brother Zhao sat on the armchair, stared at Shang Dawang around him in horror, and said in an official language with a strong Chizhou accent: "Shang Dawang! You are so bold! How dare you steal the emperor's bowl! I really don't want to live!"

Li Xiaoyao listened carefully to Zhao Wuge's words and nodded with satisfaction. Zhao Wuge was very talented in learning dialects. This Chizhou dialect was really true or false. Shang Dawang was dizzy and trembled by Zhao Wu's words. He got up in a hurry and looked at the only one left in the dark body. Brother Zhao, with two eyes, had a frightened throat and couldn't speak. Brother Zhao stared at Shang Dawang for a moment and then said, "I said that you don't care about stealing his things. It's just the same. I have something to ask you. You answered honestly, not only this matter! I still have something to reward you!"

Shang Dawang blinked his eyes and gradually realized that he was about to stand up with his hands. The guard behind him pressed Shang Dawang's shoulder with his toes and pressed him back heavily. Shang Dawang twisted his body and struggled, "I am a man in the palace!" You grassroots people don't want to die!"

"Bah! In my eyes, your five incomplete things are not even a grass! How dare you straighten up with me! You really don't want to live!" Zhao Wuge jumped his feet and scolded, "It's shameless! I'll tell you, if I hadn't ordered you to ask you a few words and dare to steal things from the palace, something like yours! The master whipped it early, handed it over to Wang Shaojian, and directly killed him with a board!" Zhao Wuge bit Shang Dawang and kicked him out. Shang Dawang shouted in pain and fell to the ground crookedly. Zhao Wuge was about to step on him again. A guard next to him pulled him and whispered him, "Master Xiao, be gentle, this thing is useless. In case he is killed, I'm afraid that I will be unhappy and give him a look. If he still fools around like this Account, crush that for him and feed the dog!" Brother Zhao nodded relievedly and pointed to Shang Dawang and said, "Listen to the dog's things. If you have the guts, you can hold on. Don't say anything. Don't go back to my words. I just want to stamp you and feed you to the dog. Don't worry, I promise to feed you a dog, your dog, and then feed another dog!" Zhao Wuge said and gloated.

Shang Dawang sat on the ground with his mouth half open and looked at the red cloth bag in the guard's hand in disbelief. Isn't that his treasure? He just looked up at the sky and looked at it. How did he get to this place!?

Fifth Brother Zhao reached out to take the red cloth bag in the guard's hand, shook it around, and said hatefully, "You son of a bitch, you spent a thousand taels of silver! Something to feed the dog!" Shang Dawang screamed and suddenly rushed to the red cloth bag swaying in Zhao Wu's hand. The guard next to Zhao Wuge's sharp foot kicked Shang Dawang to the corner of the wall. Shang Dawang's throat made a uncomfortable sound, and his eyes stared at the red cloth bag in Zhao Wu's hand, as if he were more attracted by the red cloth. He was about to jump up again, and the guard stepped forward and stepped on Shang Dawang's finger on the ground. Shang Dawang stepped on it and let out a sad scream.

The guard heard Shang Dawang shout for a moment before he let go of his feet and stepped back half a step. Brother Zhao continued to shake the red cloth bag and said teasingly, "Come on, let's pour out and see what that thing is!" If I don't ask you, I just want to feed you to the dog! I'm afraid that dogs won't eat it! You son of a bitch!" Shang Dawang's eyes were still inseparable from the red cloth bag, and he threw himself on the ground and kept kowtopping: "Say everything, say everything, ask me, ask me, say anything small!"