Chapter 148 Waiting

Ximenqing

Ximenqing actually knew about the fire in Rouge Lane on the morning of November 16. Mochou Hall turned into ashes in the fire. The place where the brothels are full of mystery to many people is naturally a popular topic. It should be said that the brothel on fire is a combination of violence and color (harmony) The product together is the most popular thing for the old and young men in Yanggu County.

But Ximen Qing did not dare to inquire deeply. He repeatedly told the staff in the store not to tell anyone about Wu Dalai on the afternoon of the 15th, especially when he took him out. Until the clerks who told him began to think that there was something wrong with Ximen Qing's brain, he did not stop.

Ximenqing was very worried. He was worried that Wu Da would eat melon and cheese and die in the fire. In that case, Wu Song must be strictly investigated. No matter how big the bend is, he will definitely confirm on his head that he sent Wu Da to the Mochou Hall, that is, that is, to the coffin that has not yet burned.

Although it is his will that Wu Da wants to go to the brothel, after all, if Wu Da goes by himself, he is likely to choose not Mochou Hall but somewhere else, and will also avoid this disaster. In the eyes of an ordinary person, he will think that Ximen Qing is an indirect murderer who is difficult to blame. He What's more, Ximenqing, who has offended Wu Song because of human life. The most important thing is that Wu Song holds the real power of Yanggu. If Wu Song wanted to, he would definitely be able to torture Ximenqing. At that time, Ximenqing would have no way to die.

After the death of Ximen Qing's countless times, An Daoman's experience was only because of a dummy ginseng. In fact, the mistake he made was also very small. In addition, An Daoman was just a masterpiece in the government office. Even if he had a little friendship with Wu Song, he was only a small role after all. But Wu Da is different. Wu Da is Wu Song's brother and Wu Song's only relative. It is said that Wu Song's parents died early. He has been brought up by his brother since he was a child. With this feeling here, if it is not because of this, it is not very difficult for Ximenqing.

The end has come. Ximenqing once again became afraid to go out. He could only curl up in the store and look forward to the end of this matter, or the end of his illness. Unexpectedly, I just wanted to join the army to serve the country and complete the career of a good man, but I died here. Maybe this is fate. However, after thinking about it, Ximen Qing also felt calm that if he died like this, it would be at least much better than many recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time, who were hit by some strange things and then died. He has heard that many soldiers had not touched women when they died. Although Ximenqing did not have his own love, in terms of women, he thought that he was still strong enough. Perhaps in this regard, God was not bad to him. After thinking about this for about an hour, he became calm and actually had the idea of going out for a walk. However, when his hand just touched the door, he immediately shrank back, as if the door was a red-hot iron. Ximen Qing really put his finger on the door as if he had been burned. In his mouth, he dipped some saliva, as if it could relieve the pain of the burned finger.

No, no, you can't go out yet. I still know Wu Song. He looks just a rough man. In fact, he is very thoughtful. After all, this kind of thing of taking his brother to the brothel can't revenge me in a fair way, so he will definitely choose any other way. You know, Wu Song is a hero of Yanggu, a figure living in myths and legends, and I am just a playboy of Yanggu. If we have a black-and-white conflict, I believe that all Yanggu people, even if they are obedient to me, will undoubtedly stand on Wu Song's side. Wu Song must have wanted to take advantage of this to stink me and swallow my family property, killing me. What a cruel heart.

I, Ximen Qing, can't be so cheap Wu Song. Even if he is a tiger, I am doomed to defeat him. I will bite off his beautiful fur before I die, so that those big girls and little daughters-in-law will no longer call his name in their dreams, which is another kind of "harm for the people".

Since there is no advantage in the confrontation with Wu Song, Ximen Qing thought about it and decided to stay at home. Even the matter of selling the pharmacy has been temporarily stopped. Nothing is as important and realistic as keeping your life first. No matter how big Wu Song's power is, it is impossible to rush to the Ximen pharmacy to arrest people.

The Song Dynasty was law-telling. Although you, Wu Song, are the head of Gui, if you want to enter private houses, you still have a king to rule the law. I just need to stay until the conscription period is about to arrive, and then take my buddy to join the army immediately. Because of time, the process will become very short, and it will all be seen by everyone. I still have a great chance to leave Yanggu alive. As long as I leave Yanggu alive, it's easy to say anything. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. I don't believe that I, Ximen Qingtang, will always be trampled under the feet of you, a rough man who beat tigers.

Ximenqing hid at home like a hibernating snake and dared not come out. At this time, what he misses most is the life-and-death pharmacy shopkeeper. If the shopkeeper is still there, he can at least give himself an idea. Although that person is not the same as himself, he has a lot of ideas. Unlike now, the rest of the staff of the whole pharmacy can't be trusted. If you tell them about sending yourself to the Mochou Hall, I guess someone will go to Wu Song to report the reward immediately. You should know that the county government has lost so many officials this time, and it has to be supplemented. Isn't it much better to eat imperial grain and be such a majestic official than being a drug store clerk or cannon fodder on the battlefield? This kind of ** force is irresistible. If I were a buddy and they were the owners, I would not hesitate to tell Wu Song if such a thing happened.

People are not killed for themselves. I can't blame them for this, so I must keep it a secret. Keep it as long as you can.

However... Ximen Qing thought about it. It's not a matter to wait like this. I also have to understand the situation outside. Of course, I can't go out by myself, so I can only send these guys to make up this nonsense, but I have to figure it out.

So, on November 17, Ximenqing couldn't help it. He went to the front hall and saw the guy who was sorting out precious medicinal herbs. Ximen medicine has been spreading out for so many years, and there is indeed some foundation. However, many of these backgrounds were originally unknown to Ximen Qing. They were all saved by the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, but now his whereabouts are unknown, so these things are cheaper for Ximen Qing. It was because Ximen Qing told these guys about going to join the army that these guys began not to take Ximen Qing as outsiders and took out all these private medicinal herbs.

This guy who is sorting out medicinal materials has been trusted by the pharmacy shopkeeper. A person trusted by smart people will certainly not be particularly stupid, and must be very reliable. Although he used to be a shopkeeper, he is no longer here, and this reliability is naturally passed on to Ximen Qing. The most important thing is to be able to do things clearly. Such a person best meets Ximen Qing's requirements, so Ximen Qing chose him.

"Well, come here for a moment." Ximenqing patted the man on the shoulder.

"My boss, wait and come right away." The man sorted out the medicinal herbs in his hand, put them in different box, and carefully put them away.

These actions were all seen by Ximen Qing. This guy did not panic to pile up the medicinal herbs because of his eagerness. The leisurely action was indeed a good candidate to inquire about the news. It's just that it's a problem to tell this person how much it is. No, I can't tell it at all. We must protect the secret well. The more such a person is, the more he can understand the stakes of the problem. On the contrary, single-minded people are not easy to betray themselves. Unfortunately, single-minded people are also unsuitable for doing things.

The man packed up the medicinal materials and followed Ximen Qing to the inner hall. Ximenqing sat down in the chair. The man stood opposite, bowed his head and looked very respectful.

"What's your name again?" Ximenqing picked up the covered bowl of tea on the table and took a sip. The cold tea almost spit it out. The tea seemed to have been brewed last night. Ximen Qing forgot about it. Ximenqing really doesn't know the name of this guy. Generally speaking, only the shopkeeper knows this, and the owner only needs to know the name of the shopkeeper. Therefore, Ximenqing's behavior of asking for the name may not be anything to people outside the pharmacy, but it should be a great compliment for this guy. If it weren't for the sale of pharmacies, it could almost be regarded as a synonym for the shopkeeper. Even if you want to join the army now, after all, the treatment will be divided into three or six nine classes, which can also be regarded as a symbol of becoming the leader among this group of people.

"My name is Wang An." The man's plain answer was not as ecstatic as Ximen Qing imagined, but still standing with his hands. If he hadn't looked carefully at Wang An with some breathing ups and downs, Wang An would have been more like a vase, but by no means a living person.

It seems that this is not a person who can be easily moved by interests, which is also very new to Ximen Qing. This kind of perseverance, heart-like personality, if he can really be one with himself, can really be entrusted with it. After all, when it comes to the army, it is impossible that there is no one around. In that case, it will soon be buried in the sand by other competitors, which is not fun.

"I called you here to get you out to do something." Ximenqing looked at Wang An and waited for his reaction. If Wang An showed any expectant look at this time, it was necessary to throw out some reward, which is also what people must do. Ximenqing even hoped that Wang An would do this. He didn't know why he felt that as long as he spent a little money on a thing, it would constitute a contractual relationship. In a sense, he didn't have to worry about it. It's like a bitch who spends money. If they are pregnant with their own seed, they will deal with it by themselves instead of coming to trouble themselves. But once you seduce without spending money, you will usually hold the child to annoy yourself.

If Wang An has that kind of expectation, Ximenqing will pay, which will make him feel at ease. But Wang An didn't. He still bowed his head like that and seemed to be waiting for Ximenqing's next words.

"That's what it is." Ximenqing thought that he must make up this nonsense and don't make any mistakes. Yesterday afternoon, Wu Song's brother and the owner of Guihualou came, and you also saw it. Ximen Qing is talking to Wang An, which is also a test. After all, he has told him not to mention Wu Da's visit to anyone.

"Throughout yesterday afternoon, the villain was sorting out the medicinal materials in the front hall and didn't see anyone visiting." Wang An raised his head slightly and looked kind, as if the guys usually greeted the guests from the pharmacy, so that people could not jump out any questions.

"Well, that's good. Wang An, it seems that the worry is superfluous, but in fact, everyone has seen this matter. We don't have to disguise anything. Yesterday afternoon, the martial arts came to talk to me about the past. Later, I talked about our conscription. As you know, many of us have to go through the difficulties of his brother Wu Song if they want to join the army. It is not a secret that our Ximen Pharmacy has a bad relationship with Wu Song. So at that time, I thought about it and took other routes to flatter Wu Song, so I gave some money to the martial artist. At that time, he promised me to help me tell Wu Song. Let me listen to the news every other day and tell me that I'd better not go to him. Once Wu Song sees this, his good words to Wu Song will be discounted, which will not be good. Today happens to be the next day. It's not convenient for me to come forward. You can go to Guihua Building to have a look. Of course, your identity is not equal to that of the martial arts officer, so you don't have to say anything else. You just need to go and find Wuzhi and tell him that I'll say hello to him. Anyway, you can also speak polite and auspicious words. If he is in Guihua Building, you can say so. If the person says that he is not here, you can come back quickly. I guess the martial artist is on the way to find me. If you don't see Wuzhi, remember, don't tell anyone about your identity. Wu Song has a lot of eyeliners in the Guihua Building. If this matter is not done well, the martial arts outside will resent us, but it's really not human inside and outside. Do you understand? Ximenqing said a long series of words until then that he stopped, stared at Wang An's face, and grabbed the tea bowl at the same time. As soon as the tea entered his mouth, he remembered that it was overnight tea, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't do such an indecent action in front of the clerk, so he had to swallow it. This coldness made his body smart.

"Should I bring some gifts? After all, if you see a martial artist, it doesn't seem to be polite to greet him alone. Wang An's tone was not so sure, with obvious temptation.

Wang An is actually right, and Ximen Qing also wants him to bring some gifts. But the gifts in the pharmacy are nothing more than medicinal materials. As long as you carry the medicinal materials to your door, the blind man can also guess that it has something to do with him. Even if he buys other gifts, Wu Dalang is not in Guihualou and has to leave the gift. If you leave a gift, you have to leave your name. After calculation, you will still find it on yourself. If there is nothing wrong with Wuhan University, it is impolite at most, and it doesn't matter. For such a comparison, it's better not to bring gifts, but how can it be reasonable to tell Wang An about this matter?

"No gift. I have given the relevant benefits to the martial arts outside the day before yesterday. Today, you can't bring heavy gifts. If the gifts are light, it inevitably seems that we neglect him, and it's not good for the martial arts outsiders to think more. Just go empty-handed and don't ask any more questions. This is just a reminder to the martial arts. As soon as he saw you come, he knew that I was a little anxious. Naturally, he would find a way to contact me, and then we will give gifts. In addition, this kind of gift is also a kind of transaction. I gave the deposit the day before yesterday, but now he hasn't done anything. How can we pay the full amount? Just go with this." Ximenqing waved his hand, and he thought it was perfect.

"Well, I'll go now. You wait for the news here. I'll go back quickly." Wang An said that he was going to go out.

"Wait." Ximenqing felt uneasy. After all, he had not given Wang An any benefits. How can he guarantee that this person will definitely help him with things? This is really insecure. Wang An, generally speaking, the owner asked the clerk to do things, but he would not say it in such detail. In addition, the major event of defecting to the army is related to the future of all of us. Wuzhi is a crucial part. I will hand it over to you and tell you the interests. What does this mean? You don't understand? Ximenqing stared at Wang An, and he needed Wang An's response. It is so obvious that if there is no response, it is really disturbing.

"The cultivation of the owner, small understanding. Although he will not run a pharmacy in the future, in the army, the younger one will certainly serve the owner well to repay the owner's kindness. Wang An replied.

"Go ahead." Ximenqing waved his hand. Wang An then left the inner hall.

Although Wang An accepted his benefits to some extent, he did not have any exciting application. The words just now to repay his kindness sounded without any gratitude, as if he had taken back what belonged to him.

This makes Ximenqing feel uncomfortable. Others must be grateful for what he has given. As a man, this is the image of face and feeling.

Ximenqing sat on the chair, holding the cold teacup, and began to wait.