Chapter 5: Tibetan silver

The class took down the sedan chair and came to meet her next person: "Is there a son back?"
"Xiangjun, the son has come back half an hour ago," the next man replied, "I am studying in the study room."
"Reading?" Ban Yi picked up his eyebrows. Her brother was a dizzy guy who entered the study. If he could calm down and read, it was really raining. "Go, let me see him."
"Zi Zi: I don't know if I don't know people, I don't know people..."
When Ban Hao just walked to the door of the study, he heard the sound of reading from Ban Heng. The class opened the door and saw that he shook his head and looked serious. His hands were ringing his chest: "Don't pretend, read the Analects." What you have in your hand is "Book of Rites," and you are really amazing."
"I am confusing calligraphy. I see "Book of Rites" in my eyes, but I am in the heart of the Analects. Only in this way can I improve my memory." Ban Heng’s face is not red and does not jump, "You are a woman." , understand what."

Well?
Ban Yi raised his eyebrows.
What did you say?

"I, I didn't say anything," Ban Heng put down the "Book of Rites" in his hand and accompanied him to the front of the class. "Sister, you know that my brain is not good, just talking nonsense."
Ban Yi did not care for him. He went to the bookshelf and took out a set of "Mencius". When he opened it, he found that it was only the shell of Mencius. In fact, it was a miscellaneous note. Before she could open it, the book was taken away by Ban Heng. It is.
"Sister, my good sister, you can't read this book." After Ban Heng grabbed the book, he died desperately to Hualisai. This kind of book can't let his sister see it, or the mother can't kill him.
"Don't look at me and I know what's inside. It's nothing more than a story of a fox fairy in the mountains. Miss Gongzi has a lifelong story." The class smashed the shelf full of books. "Too honest today?"
Ban Heng kept his head down and didn't talk.

Is it troublesome outside?
Banyu looked at him with suspicion,
Is it still a silver flower?

"That... that's not a big deal," Ban Heng looked at the roof and looked at the ground. He didn't dare to look at the class. "It's a little something."
"Let's say, what happened." Banyan sat down on the chair and pointed to the seat next to him. "Sit down and say slowly."
"When I was riding back today, I suddenly pulled out a person from the side and accidentally kicked my horse." Ban Heng felt that he was also very embarrassed. He knew that the speed of riding was very slow. Who knows that someone will suddenly run. Come out, and just happened to be shocked by his horse, then kicked by the horse.
I want to know that this horse was given to him by the grandmother. It is said that it is a pure-blooded horse tribute from outside the squad, and his legs are very strong. He suspects that the person being kicked is not hurt.
"Later?" Ban Yi frowned. Although her brother was not busy with business, he couldn’t do anything to hurt people in the downtown area.
"I was going to take him to the doctor later, suddenly rushing out a few people from the side, picking up people from the ground and running, I haven't reacted yet." Ban Heng touched him and was not smart. Head, "What do you say about this?"
"Reporter," Ban Yi peeled the dried fruit from the fruit plate and lazily ate while eating. "We can't find anyone anyway, and we don't want to be counted, just plainly report to the official."
"What if they take me away?"
"Are you a pig brain?" The class hated the iron and did not become a steel squatting Ban Heng. "You will not say that today I saw someone suspected of being chased and killed. I also hit your horse. If you are worried about the accident, you will report it." Official, then again," Ban Yi touched the blood jade bracelet on his wrist. "Who is going to move you now?"
"That is also true," Ban Heng thought that after five years, he would be unlucky, and suddenly he was full of enthusiasm. "What if it is not chasing?"
"Do you know the meaning of the suspect?" Ban Yi clap his hands and stand up. "Do you care if he is, first pick yourself up and say."
"I understand, I will go right away." Although Ban Heng’s brain is not good, he has an advantage, that is, he can hear good words, so he said that he did what he said.
At night, Jingcheng County Zhao Zhaoan is preparing to change his official robes and go home to eat. He heard that in the case of the servant, Jingting Hou Shizi came to report the case.
As an eight-person official in charge of the law and order in Beijing, Zhao Dongan has been living in a hot and humid day, because this is the foot of the emperor, any small thing can become a major event. In addition, there are many more people in the capital, even ordinary people, there may be one or two prominent relatives, so for the security of the capital, he is simply broken.
Now when I heard that the son of Jingting Houfu came, I still came to report the case. He almost spit out the blood.
The grandson of the grandfather of the grandfather of the grandfather, what can't be solved, even if there is something, you should find the adult of Jingzhao, and report to him the case of the eight-piece small sesame official. Although the heart was inconspicuous, Zhao County did not even dare to put one on his face, and finished the whole body of the robe, striding out.
Just walking to the door, he saw a young male son dressed in a robes, a jade crown, and a waist wrapped around the yard, looking at the past, but it was a young boy.
Unfortunately, it just looks a lot like it.
"The lower official Zhao Dongan has seen the class."
"Zhao Daren has a lot of gifts," Ban Heng saw that Zhao Dongan was not very old, but his hair was white. He sympathetically reached out and raised him. "I am here today to report the case to you."
Zhao Xian’s heart trembled:
I don’t know what case the world is going to report?

"There may be a murder case."
Killing, killing? !
Zhao Xian’s heart has collapsed a bit. Don’t think that you are a child, you can talk nonsense, and it’s not trivial to involve human life.
Regardless of how much Zhao Dong’s heart collapsed, Ban Heng could say something about Zhao’s encounter in the afternoon, and finally sighed:
I thought that this person was injured and taken away by unidentified people. I am not practical, so I want to come and think about it, or come to report the case. Zhao County will not blame me for making a big fuss?"
What Zhao Jun can say can only be sent to the door with respect and respect, but also to praise him as a good citizen.
"What can I do with the county magistrate?" After Ban Heng left, he thought that Zhao Dongan was embarrassed. "We still check it?"
"Jingting Hou Shizi personally came to report the case, you said that you can not check?" Zhao Dongan sighed, "not only to check, but also to investigate with great fanfare, but not to investigate the murder case, but to improve the security of the city, the need Strengthen the name of patrol."
Although I don’t understand why I should do this, I still arranged it according to the meaning of the county.
Zhao Dongan was troubled and caught the white hair. He felt that after going tonight, there would be more white hair on his head.
"Sister, I have already done the thing," Ban Hengxing rushed to the yard, and even after drinking two cups of tea, he was satisfied. "The county magistrate boasted me a flower, I I heard blushing myself, and I don’t know how he boasted it."
"Reassure, after you are not a child, no one will boast of your conscience." Ban Yi sat in the sun lounger and did not move, stretching his hand to let the prostitute dye her nails. "Now there are people who want to praise you, you will Enjoy it."
"You can be my good sister," Ban Heng leaned over to Ban Yi, staring at the hand of the class and watching it for a while. Suddenly said: "Sister, I found your hand beautiful."
"Well, I think so too. Congratulations on living with me for fifteen years. I finally found this fact," Ban said and lifted his chin. "There are a few silver tickets in the book box over there, you take it." Let's spend it."
"Sister, I know that the whole government is up and down, you are the best for me," Ban Hengxi found the silver ticket into his arms. "How do you know that I am missing silver?"
"When are you not missing silver?" Ban Yi's pretty eyebrows are slightly picky. "But this silver can be used to fight the chickens. You shouldn't step in the place where you shouldn't go. If you dare to commit, don't use your father." When the mother comes to discipline you, I will slap you first."
Ban Heng remembered that his sister had learned the hard work with his grandfather, and immediately swears that he will never go to the fireworks and will not go to the casino.
His grandfather used to be a general when he was alive, leading the generals to the battlefield to kill the enemy. The emperor once praised his grandfather as the "first person of the DPRK military commander". Unfortunately, his grandfather injured his arm on the battlefield and never went to the frontier.
It is said that when my grandfather was alive, he liked his sister very much. When he was a child, he was like a baby. The gold and silver jewels were not like money to his sister, so his sister became the present.
One day at the end of September, Ban Huai went out early in the morning and went back to the government before the curfew. The other three people in the family saw him on the corner of his clothes, and his face was mysterious. He was curious and he was doing it. what.
"I buried two cans of silver in our Zhuangzhuang," Ban Huai whispered. "No one even knows that I am going to bury something today."
Yin couldn't help but say: "What is the use of burying in Zhuangzhuang? When the new Emperor smashes the house, can we still go in?"
Ban Huai heard a word, he thought that Houfu would be searched, but after forgetting the incident, Bezhuang probably would not belong to him. Thinking of this, his whole people are shrugged down, and today it is dry.
However, this has inspired the class, and Zhuangli can't bury the money, but some people can't bury it in the sparsely populated forest. She will walk around with Ban Heng tomorrow to see if it is not easy to find out, waiting for them to be ransacked. In the future, you can also dig out the place where the silver is made. And there are still more places to be buried. Even if some people are found, there should always be a fish that slips through the net.
Early the next morning, the classmates and sisters took a few guards out of the city, and then in the name of exercising their younger brothers, let Ban Heng himself put two bags of sand on the mountain, and did not allow the guards to help.
"The boxing method left by my grandfather can't be broken by you," Ban Yi deliberately put on a ride that is easy to move. For the guard behind him, "You go outside to guard."
The guards thought that the township jun is a boxing method that wants to teach the family to pass the family, so they all retreat to the periphery.
Stealing such a thing, if found, is a big crime. They are doing well in Houfu, but they don't want to find trouble for themselves.
"What are you doing, dig!" Banyan took out the small shovel hidden in the bag and squatted on the ground.
"Sister, my hands are about to break," Ban Heng screamed at his sore arm and squatted down and dig it up. From time to time, he also made a slap in the air to avoid suspicion.
The two brothers and sisters used their hands and feet to dig very seriously, but did not know that someone came over here.
"What are you doing?"