Chapter 77 Countermeasures

The wooden tower is very high, and the straight distance is not far from the gang house. If the new army commander dies on it, it is true that all the people in the gang can see it, but if you kill on it, won't many other people in the castle for half a day can find it? Pan Qi vaguely felt that Mao Dan was right. She subconsciously ruled out the wooden tower, because the wooden tower was too conspicuous.

She did not express any opinion on Maodan's inference, but waited anxiously, and time was running out.

The hairy egg is still squatting on the ground, fiddling with the stones in their hands, and has no interest in what is about to happen.

If you come from the road, it's too late. Maybe Mao Dan was right. Pan Qi began to focus his eyes on the tower, which is now her only hope. Then in her gaze, a man in armor appeared on the tower. He seemed to be talking to the people next to him. It can be seen that the conversation was very pleasant. Although Shuo Feng took away the content of the conversation, the figure that trembled because of the laughter was extremely clear.

After a few words of talk and laugh, the man in armor became more and more emotional, and his body language exaggerated, drawing with his hands, as if he were describing something to the person opposite. Then, he seemed to trip and hit the wooden guardrail next to him. The guardrail was scattered like tofu, and the man in armor fell from the tower.

In the process of falling, there was a scream of panic, followed by a heavy sound of landing.

"It seems that the ghost of the half-day castle only knows who will die, but does not know the specific method of death." The voice of the hairy egg came again, and then he stood up and threw away the stone in his hand.

Wu Song

Wu Song did not have lunch with other officials. He just asked someone to take some and eat in the office room. When eating the steamed bread, a grain of sand in his face almost broke Wu Er's teeth, and he threw the steamed bread on the ground in anger. This surprised Wu Song himself. It seems that today's awkwardness is indeed continuing.

In this inexplicable pressure, Wu Er suddenly understood the reason for feeling awkward in the morning.

Generally speaking, when I leave home in the morning, the servants should start working, such as Lao Wu and Mrs. Wu. But Wu Er returned to the bedroom today to change his clothes, but he didn't see Ping'er! Yes, awkwardness is here.

Wu's sister-in-law should be from the hall or clean up. It's normal not to see her. But Ping'er should appear in the bedroom. After all, her job is to accompany Haisha. Wu Er's time away from home every day is basically fixed. In the past, when he delayed for a moment, Ping'er would come in when he didn't leave the bedroom, but today, the time is not short. Old Wu has already made tea in the doorman, and Ping'er hasn't appeared yet. What's going on?

Wu Er felt nervous when he thought of this and immediately wanted to go home to have a look. But another thought, it seems that it's not a big deal for a servant to work later, and there won't be any danger. Is it because he has been too worried about his conscription this time? If you suddenly go back now, there seems to be no good reason or excuse. It's not appropriate for Lao Wu and Mrs. Wu to think more after seeing it.

At this moment, Grandma Wang came in.

"All heads, I'm ready for everything. Including the folk husband who carried the coffin for a while, the paper work that the yin relatives need to buy (that is, some paper utensils, used for burning, which are funeral supplies, which can still be seen today), I also found several musical instrument artists and went to the grave to play for Qi Si. I also hope he won't always bother me." Grandma Wang smiled bitterly.

"Is it snowing outside?" Wu Song saw some unmelted snowflakes on Grandma Wang's hair.

"I just got off. I didn't get off at lunch, but I didn't get off when I went out to find the band. However, the snow is not heavy, which will not affect the afternoon schedule. Grandma Wang explained.

"Oh, that's good. You're still thinking about it. It's true that finding a band to be more lively, otherwise we will do things in a muffled voice and have a lot less glory." Wu Song is very satisfied with what Wang Po did. It can be seen that this old woman is still very good at dealing with her own interests.

"Head, you can see if I don't have to go to Qi Si's place for a while. I really don't have any name. This is a matter of your government, and I'm not an official family." Grandma Wang carefully made a request.

Wu Song thought about it, and what Wang Po said was indeed very reasonable. There is no reason. I'm afraid it will make those officials a round worse.

"Oh, then you go home. Also be a companion with Haisha. Wu Song suddenly thought of what happened in the morning. Grandma Wang, did Pinger get up when you went out today?

"When I got up, the little girl was very diligent. When I went out today, she had already gone to work. Grandma Wang answered.

"Then you go back. If you want to eat something, just ask Lao Wu to go to Guihualou. Wu Song waved his hand, and Grandma Wang quickly left the room knowingly.

Wu Song knows very well that Pinger has no other job except to serve the sea sand. It seems that something is going to happen today. At this moment, Wu Er misses An Daoman very much, but he can't find any cronies who can reassure him. The Yin relatives in the afternoon must participate. This matter cannot be delayed, but the dangers that may occur at home cannot be ignored. Wu Er is in a dilemma.

If you have to make a choice, you can only choose to cancel the Yinqin. After all, even if Qi Si really changes the body, he may not come back one day, but if Ping'er's abnormality really represents danger, leaving Yanggu in the afternoon is the best time for the danger to happen.

Just when Wu Er was about to greet the officials around him and announce the cancellation of the marriage. Suddenly, he thought of a person, and the greeting was swallowed back by him.

Wang Po

Wang Po doesn't want to go back to Wu Song's house.

After she left the county government, she did not take a sedan chair but walked. The brief snow has stopped, and a thin layer on the ground has made the road a little slippery. Grandma Wang tried her best to control her body and forced herself not to fall down.

When she walked to Cross Street, she carefully checked behind her and made sure that no one followed her, so she accelerated her pace all the way south. After arriving at Zishi Street, I almost trotted all the way.

She was sure that Wu Song was going to have bad luck. She also knows that the living are more terrible than the dead.

She doesn't believe that the dead Qi Si will trouble her in the light of day. But she knows that living people can easily take her life on a winter afternoon.

What we need to do now is to escape back to the teahouse and pack up. At the fastest speed, go to Yanggu Pier, take a boat, and go as far as possible.

She dares not take a sedan chair, which is too ambitious. Yanggu in winter is far less prosperous than in summer, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street at noon. If someone comes to inquire later, many people will tell him that there was a sedan chair just now, which did not turn east on Cross Street, but went all the way south. In that case, there may be no time to escape.

Wang Po was glad that she was smart enough that she even had a kind of gloating. Wu Song and Wu Da, who are majestic on her head, will die, and she can survive as a winner. Money, power and power are nothing. Only when you can survive can you be a real victory.

No, you can't run too fast. Running too fast will also make people suspicious. I'm afraid that the appearance of a small-footed woman running will be more conspicuous than the sedan chair at noon in winter. Grandma Wang suddenly realized that she forced herself to slow down, but her legs wanted to run quickly, which made her very angry.

She forced herself to think about something else to dilute this desire to escape, but her mind was very disobedient. As soon as she let it go, her thoughts returned to just now. At that time, she had just finished eating the hot cake.

After the officials in the class laughed at Grandma Wang for a moment, they dispersed one after another because the room was indeed having dinner. Grandma Wang knows that if some gray income is not included, the official income is not high. Therefore, it is also very important to have a free lunch in the government. She also knows that after Wu Song became the head of the government, the food in the government is not bad. However, this also made Grandma Wang feel a little laugh: Wu Song believes that as long as the standard of food is raised, these officials will be loyal to him and work hard with him, which is really putting the cart before the horse. In Wang Po's opinion, it should be more effective to give these money to improve food and flowers to these officials.

Grandma Wang knew that Wu Song was a somewhat pedantic person and abided by her beliefs and guidelines, so she would not say this and would not touch this mold.

After she was full, Grandma Wang's body also warmed up. She burped and wanted to walk outside the government house to bask in the sun. Of course, Grandma Wang dared not go to the front door of the government. There are too many right and wrong places to let Wu Song know that there are many troubles. Grandma Wang suddenly found that unconsciously, Wu Song's threat to herself seemed to be greater than that of the dead Qi Si.

When Grandma Wang came to the back door of the county government, she found that the doorkeeper of the back door was arguing with the three people. She also walked over to watch the bustle and adjust her uncomfortable mood.

Unexpectedly, the doorman saw Grandma Wang coming, and a smile appeared on his face: "Oh, Grandma Wang is here. Just right, you can deal with this matter."

Wang Po is strange. Why do you want me to deal with the affairs of the government? So she said, "This official joked. The old lady is ordinary people, and the matter at the door of the government office can only be watched. If you can't deal with it, go to my niece's son-in-law Wu Song to take care of it."

"It is said that Grandma Wang has been in the market for a long time. Sure enough, the water is rising and the boat is rising. Now you often use it to suppress people." The doorman obviously knew Grandma Wang, and suddenly revealed the intention of her words. However, you have to deal with this matter. It's about going down to celebrate for Fourth Master Qi.

Wang didn't like to hear the name "Four Master Qi", which made her scalp numb. But she really has to take care of the matter, otherwise Wu Song is really not easy to explain if something goes wrong.

"That's really what I should take care of. What's going on? What do these people do?" Grandma Wang is strong and shows that she speaks with great status.

"Go back to this grandma, we are a group specializing in rushing to the scene. Knowing that the county government is going to have a sinister marriage for a passedt official, our brothers also thought about coming to help and earn some pocket money by the way." The leader of the three was a middle-aged man, but he was white-skinned and hurriedly answered when he heard Mrs. Wang's question.

"Blow the team? It's really good. How much is it? Grandma Wang naturally cares about money the most. After all, this expenditure comes from herself.

"This grandma, it's not expensive. A total of one taels of silver is enough for our three brothers." The man nodded and bowed, and the grandmother called Grandma Wang very usefully.

A liang of silver is indeed not expensive, but no matter how cheap it is, you have to pay for it yourself. Wang Po still wants to lower the price a little.

"One or two of silver for the three of you? Do you know that the monthly wages of the osmanthus restaurant in the county is only one or two. How many times do you three want to earn one or two? That's a daydream!" Grandma Wang is deliberately changing the concept. Naturally, she earns much more money than working. She thought that it would be enough to talk about one penny. These three people, three people each, can divide the accounts. This is Grandma Wang's idea and her next statement.

The white-skinned man thought for a moment: "It seems that we do want more. Well, grandma, we all want to do some work at the root of the year and earn more money for the New Year. It's not easy for the poor. But what you said is indeed reasonable. Well, let's take half less. Do you think five silver is OK? Our three brothers really boasted well. It's worth the price.

Grandma Wang was overjoyed. She had met a chick. Obviously, she had never done anything in this industry. However, anyone who can bargain, in the face of such harsh requirements, will inevitably put on a lot of reasons and vow not to reduce the price. Then put forward a reduction of one money, and the two sides can also make a deal.

However, I don't know the market. Isn't it very bad to drop so many people at a time? It's better to lack than to abuse. I have to take good care of it.

"You said that you can't blow well. It has to be approved by my wife." Mrs. Wang crossed her waist and said, "Well, blow it to me at the door. Let's see if you are worth this half taels of silver.

"Oc's it, we'll perform one for you. Listen to it." The man was easy to talk. He took out a horn from his burden and was about to start playing.

"No, no, what's wrong with you blowing at the door of this government? The people around didn't know that the county magistrate had returned to the sky. The doorman suddenly stopped him.

"Well, the loudspeaker is really too loud. This grandmother was worried about our level, so she asked my brother to play Xiqin for you (that is, Erhu, called this name in the Song Dynasty). The white-faced man then put away his horn and gave up his seat to a young man in his twenties in cyan clothes next to him.

The man in blue didn't say anything. He took off Xi Qin from his back and played a song melodiously. The man in blue played so well that the officials in the government office who had nothing to do after dinner surrounded the back door. You know, these officials usually have to drink and color, and the rhythm can be said that they don't know anything about it, Wang Looking at more and more people around her, she knew that the skills of the man in blue were irrefutable.

But she is more concerned about other things.

Grandma Wang has been in contact with the three teachings and nine streams for a long time. Although she has never eaten pork for rhythm and musical instruments, she has seen pigs running. The horn held by this white-faced man is called Suona, which is a musical instrument that has only spread in recent years. The sound of this instrument is loud, and it is very good to hire a suona master. But this instrument also has bad aspects. There is a reed in the place where the mouth is blown. Even the best suona master Wang has ever seen. After blowing, the reeds are covered with saliva. Therefore, the horn mouth slowly became removable, and most artists installed the reed horn mouth when they played.

Just now, when the white-faced man spoke to Mrs. Wang with a loudspeaker in her right hand, she actually paid attention to the other hand of the white-faced man, but until the end, when the white-faced man gave up his playing position, his left hand was still empty.

Either the white-faced man can't play the trumpet at all, or he knows that his performance will definitely be stopped. No, the two can happen at the same time. The reason why he can't play is that he has to take out the horn, because he knows that the janist will organize his performance immediately.

Grandma Wang glanced at the doorman. The doorman had returned to the porter at some point and did not listen to Xi Qin, a man in blue that everyone was interested in.

This matter is collusion. They are acting in front of me.

Of course, Grandma Wang couldn't make a conclusion yet. She decided to take another step according to her own guess test.

"Oc's it, you don't have to pull it. It's barely worth half a tael of silver. This instrument is not heavy. Don't be empty-handed on your way to the cemetery. The three of you can carry the bride. Anyway, a girl is not too heavy. Grandma Wang's face showed a casual smile, but in fact she wanted to see if two seemingly unrelated things could be connected.

"This grandma, the coffin is heavy, and I'm afraid we can't carry it." The yellow-faced man's expression was very anxious: "Bewe also make money. If we don't work hard, you should find another civilian."

When Grandma Wang settled the accounts in the morning, she found that the Ximen Pharmacy did not collect the money for the female corpse coffin. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was wrong. It was just an ordinary female corpse. There was no need to use such a heavy coffin. This is not in line with the habit of yin in general circumstances, because no matter how good the coffin is, it will always be broken. Ximen Pharmacy has always been very stingy, especially the shopkeeper, which is the color of mosquitoes scraping meat on their legs. If you insist that this coffin is not expensive, it may be reasonable. But after a night, I haven't found out that it's impossible to come and entangle with myself.

This blowing team made Grandma Wang even more suspicious. A leader who will not reduce the price and may not play, and a Xiqin player who is not well-priced.

When it comes to local affairs, you can let the blowing team exert some strength, as long as you give more money. So Grandma Wang asked, and they actually knew that the coffin was heavy, and there was no room for bargaining on this issue.

When these things were connected, Grandma Wang's heart became clear. If you don't want this band, I'm afraid you will be involved, so there is no hesitation and nod. Then he casually found an excuse to leave the place of right and wrong.

Grandma Wang slipped and almost fell down. Sure enough, it's because it just snowed. The road is too slippery. However, she also broke away from her thoughts and found that she had arrived at her teahouse.

"Wu Song, Wu Song, when I said goodbye to you just now, I specifically mentioned this blowing band. Whether you can realize that you can react and escape from danger depends on your creation. Old lady, I'm so benevolent." Grandma Wang whispered to herself and then stepped into the teahouse.