Chapter 520: Fanwai: Injury

He hit the well water from the yard and found a clean square towel. Si Ji skilledly helped Wen Qihua to take off his shirt, and carefully wiped the blood pupa near the wound.
Only to find that his left arm was injured, and the wound was not small. The pain at the bottom of my heart aggravated a little bit, but he said nothing. Just deal with the wound more gently.
Wen Qihua also silently allowed her to wipe herself, how long, two years. At this moment she looked like the little girl she had just met.
His character is ancient and weird. He usually looks useless and only knows to eat and play. He does things seriously but is not disturbed by sidelines. He is quiet like a kitten.
At that time, he was deeply attracted by her, and he vowed in his heart from now on to protect her from food and clothing and live a happy life.
Wen Qihua's gentle eyes always fell on Si Yan, and the affection in his eyes was not concealed. Si Yi focused on cleaning up the wound and applying medicine, but he never found it.
After carefully treating several wounds on her, she exhaled and exhaled.
When he looked up, he met Wen Qihua's intent eyes. She pretended to calmly avoid and looked away.
"The wound is almost treated. You must not be able to see the water these days. You can rest assured. Fortunately, there are some herbs in this hut. I can change your medicine regularly."
Trying to finish these words in an official tone, she turned and left, but her arm was pulled.
When he got to the wound, Wen Qihua took a painful breath. "Don't go, stay with me."
Si Yan was speechless, when was this man so sticky? Like Tenge.
Thinking of Brother Teng, Si Yan was sad again. I haven't seen it for many days, but she misses this baby brother very much. I don't know if he obediently listened to his mother at home, and whether he wrote well.
When I grew up looking after my brother, I expected the highest from him. Now that the family of the Si family is in trouble, his elder brother is planning a major event in the frontier, and he has to take care of his sick mother. The only hope is to invite Mr. Xi Teng from the west to hope that he can become a master and rebuild the front of the family. Do not hesitate to ask Dad before his death.
Thinking of this, Si Yan was a little down, sighed for no reason.
On the side, Wen Qihua thought that she didn't want to stay with her, but it was because of her face. There was emotion in my heart.
"If you don't want to stay, just leave. Why frown? Don't make others think that Wen Qihua is begging you for mercy."
Si Yan heard something inexplicable and couldn't help but feel funny, he couldn't understand her mind now.
Without much explanation, Si Ye only stepped aside and sat down, closing her eyes and closing her eyes, and no longer bothered Wen Qihua.
I don't know if it's too tired tonight, or if it's not good to go south these days, Si Yi soon fell down and fell asleep. Wen Qihua on the side looked angry and funny.
Carry her to one shoulder with one hand, walk to the bed, and lower it gently. Covered the quilt and sat next to her to see her sleeping face. Unconsciously reached out and touched her sleeping cheek.
It was this woman who let herself live without thinking about her life, and it was she who awakened her long silent heart.
But a year and a half ago, what caused her to leave herself absolutely. From Min Sheng's words before, it seems to be related to her brother Si Chichi, but what is the relationship between the two?
She must have refused to tell herself, otherwise she wouldn't force herself to sign and leave the book in such a way that she did not leave the way.
For the past year and a half, he had only fallen asleep with the help of spirits. But every time she dreamed of midnight, her figure was in her mind, and she couldn't get away.
So when he heard his father wanted to tell his old man to give way to his hometown, he didn't quit too much, and later went up with her at the same time, at least there were more opportunities to see her.
Her decision that year has always been a nightmare for Wen Qihua for many years. Now, dreams seem to be awake.
Si Ye and Wen Qihua waited in the hut for two full days, but did not see their relatives come to look for someone. Could it be that they are hiding too far away so that the Dark Guard cannot be found?
Si Yan grew more and more anxious, turning back and forth like an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly remembered something. He entered the house aggressively, regardless of offense, irritated questions,
"Where did you let your men take Min Sheng! If he has any shortcomings, I won't spare you."
Wen Qihua reclined on the bed, his heart was appetizing, but he did not show his love for face, and his mouth was not forgiving. "I'm just scaring and scaring him, and I won't really treat him like that. This should be cured."
Si Yan rolled his eyes, it was you who should do everything you can to cure it.
The two were fighting each other, and the sudden aroma of peach blossom outside the room made Siyi stand up.
I ran out of the house and saw Min Sheng looking inward. I haven't seen it in a few days, he has reduced a lot and must have suffered a lot.
Seeing Si Ye's peace, Min Sheng finally let go of a heart. In the past two days, I almost turned over the entire governor's mansion, and even the area around Jiangnan spared no effort to inquire about their whereabouts. Who would have thought they were hiding in such a remote suburb.
Si Yan ran to Min Sheng with joy, pulled him around twice, and made sure he wasn't a big deal. Then he laughed.
Min Sheng didn't get angry. He raised his hand and gave Si Yi a brain whimper, "I'm looking for the bad one, but you're lucky that Wen Qihua didn't embarrass you."
Si Yan introduced him into the hut while telling him carefully what happened the night before. The more he heard, the more weird he became, the more he saw that there was a premeditated assassination, but who?
The intimate interaction between the two was seen by Wen Qihua, and he regretted that he had not thrown him further away. It's shameless.
Within half an hour, Wen Qihua's dark guards also found it, and they all fell to their knees to demand punishment from the master. Wen Qihua waved his hand. Let's go back to the residence. What's wrong with the province?
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Under the of the dark guard, Wen Qihua and his three returned to the residence without any trace. But as soon as she entered the gate, she encountered the nine princess who hurriedly came forward.
The nine princesses felt relieved when they saw Wen Qihua returning, ran to him, but noticed "Si Chi Chi" beside him.
Since the second day, I have rarely had the chance to see Wen Qihua, and in the past two days, I have not been able to find him.
According to the son-in-law's beating, there was also Mr. Qin Tianjian's master who did not know the trace.
The nine princesses were angry and upset, why the Si family members were so haunted and inconvenient at the moment, but their future husband must not be able to do anything. This is the biggest bet she has made.
"Where did Prime Minister Wen Yiyuan go in the past few days? Why didn't he send someone to protect him? Did he encounter any trouble?" There was real worry in the tone of Princess Nine's eyes.
"Princess Lau has anxiety, and the minister and the senior secretary had a private visit to Weifu for two days. It was also to worry about the emperor."
Wen Qihua was reluctant to talk with her more than a few words. From her side, she walked around and took Si Ji to the inner hall.
Nine princesses stood in place, staring at the back of the two, the senior Si, who was next to Wen Qihua, was a bit thinner, and there seemed to be some acquaintance in her.
Could he meet him in the Prime Minister's House? There was a figure in my head overlapping the person in front of her, and Princess Nine murmured.
Maybe it's the characteristics of twins, they always have some similarities. She didn't want to believe the doubt in her heart. He heard the cold and distant tone he had just spoke to himself.
"Sister Humeizi turned her seductive soul upside down, and now he is next to Wen Yue. He regrets his actions and plans to pave the way for his useless sister."
With a cold hum, the vicious color under Princess Nine's eyes showed. One day, she, the funeral star of Si Yi, never dreamed of turning over.
In the next few days, apart from receiving door-to-door visits from officials from various places, Wen Qihua quietly conducted a secret investigation.
At the core of this smuggling case is not a precious device, but a necessity for everyone to survive-salt.
In recent years, salt production has decreased year by year in various coastal areas, and in short supply in inland areas, and places other than coastal areas must exchange to obtain daily salt, so salt shortages often occur.
Jiangnan is located at the core of an important hub, and it can be said that it is the most convenient and fast channel for smuggling official salt to the Mainland. However, smuggling such ordinary people with high risks and high costs is afraid to do it, and only high-ranking officials can smuggle profits through various channels.
The newly appointed governor of the south of the Yangtze River allowed the gap in the inland, colluded with officials at the bottom of the hand to collude with salt carriers in the coastal area, made huge profits from it, held the big head in his hands, and other people took dividends from it.
auzw.com It's night and everything is silent.
A blue light in Wen Qihua's room was swayed by the evening wind that penetrated the gap in the window. His slender fingers twisted the slightly warm tea cup, and lowered his head in thought.
Jiangnan's official salt is smuggled. No matter it is eventually sold everywhere, it always passes through the gate of the city gate. The court has sent many ministers to investigate the case, and nothing can be done. Presumably, there must be some way for those people to hide the guards of the city gate. It seems that in order to find out, we must start with the city gate.
"Come." Wen Qihua's voice sounded low in the dark night. For a moment, Ling Yu, who was always outside the door, pushed into the door, bowed and saluted, and whispered, "What does the adult have to say?"
"Ling Yu. From tomorrow on, you took my dark guard to lurk at the gate, so you pay attention to the people who go to and from the gate to see if any suspicious people are moving things out."
Wen Qihua stared at the night and said with certainty, "The official salt smuggling must have done something on the portal. As long as suspicious people are found, they must follow up to find out, but they must not be scared."
Ling Yu looked stunned and led away.
In the early morning of the next day, he took several dark guards to the gate. In order to conceal people's eyes, several dark guards deliberately changed their bodyguards to ordinary people's clothes, scattered scattered inside and outside the city gates, pretending to be ordinary people hanging around the bazaar, staring at each other calmly. Every merchant farmer.
The city gates are crowded with people. A farmer driving a donkey and dragging a board cart caught Lingyu's attention.
The farmer was dressed in green cloth, but simple and neat. His face was white and blue, his eyes were bright, and he looked a little different from the average farmer, with a bit more suffocation in his eyes. At this moment he was driving the donkey toward the gate of the city, and dozens of sacks were bulging on the wooden board behind him.
The gate guard reached out and stopped him as usual, and asked loudly, "Stop, stop! What's in your sack?"
The farmer jumped out of the car, nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Brother Guard, I'm all grain, I'm going to transport out of the city and change some beef and mutton!"
"Grain? Open it for us!" Said the guard with a frown, his gaze sweeping through the sacks, "Why so much grain? How many acres of land do you have?"
"Oh, guard the elder brother, if my poor family has so many plots, I can even wake up with dreams. It's not all about my own home. Folks around me heard that I'm going out of town today, They asked me to help them sell grain for some money. "
A flash of confusion flashed in the farmer's eyes, and he immediately covered it with a smile. "It's all rice and millet. When I opened it, didn't I just spread it all? Guard brother, I'm an honest farmer, don't you? Dare to do those illegal things! "
"Small nonsense! The purpose of the above is that anyone who transports things out of the city, no matter what they pull, must check them one by one!" The guard impatiently took out his sword and walked towards those sacks, preparing to draw. Open the sack and take a look.
"Oh, guard the elder brother," the farmer stepped forward and stopped, and said, "if you cut the sack with this sword, isn't the food going to be missed? You raise your expensive hand, or will I open you a glance!"
With that said, the farmer turned and pulled the top sack, and slowly untied the rope at the mouth of the bag, exposing a bag of yellow Cancan millet. "Look, this is all good food. You can see how full it is, and it will sell for a good price ..."
The farmer chattered with the guard, and the guard listened impatiently, and saw that many people had lined up behind the farmer, blocked the road by the boardwalk, and complained, so he frowned and shook his hand and said, "OK. Let's go. "
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"Hey, hey ..." The farmer saw the guard letting go, and he tied the opened sack back to his mouth, and subconsciously pushed the mouth of the bottom sacks aside, and jumped into the car with hands and feet. Drive the donkey out of the gate.
As the man walked forward, he looked back at the guard with an alert look, revealing a relieved expression. This look fell into Ling Yu's eyes that had been staring at him, and he was suspicious in his heart, and then he winked and motioned to the next guard to quietly follow up.
It really is strange. The farmer did not change the grain to beef and mutton as he said, but instead bypassed the market all the way and quietly drove the boardwalk to a remote side road. Several dark guards dodged and hid all the way, but fortunately he was not found.
He parked the boardwalk at the end of the path, jumped out of the car and stood there looking around, looking slightly anxious, as if waiting for someone. A short while later, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman turned out, and a carriage stopped behind him.
The two whispered something I didn't know what to say. The businessman handed the farmer a piece of paper. After seeing it, the farmer looked happy, folded the paper carefully and stuffed it into the boot, and labored to put the sack on the boardwalk. They all moved down and set aside, and carried the three or four sacks that were pressed at the bottom into the carriage next to them. After a few more words, the businessman got on the carriage and walked away.
The farmer returned the sack on the ground back to the wooden cart, and when he saw that there was no one left and right, he drove the donkey to the gate.
"Ah? Why are you back again?" The guard saw that the farmer was out of town, but the time when Fangxiang returned, immediately questioned, "Aren't you going to sell food? Why is there so much on the carriage?"
"Hi! Don't mention it! I just turned around at the bazaar, today's meat is not fresh! Let's go again someday!" The farmer entered the city quickly while perfunctory.
Several dark guards followed along, and saw the farmer driving the donkey almost a circle around the city before turning in a small alley. He approached the back door of the governor's mansion in Jiangnan and stopped the boardwalk outside the door. He He looked around privately and ran into the back door.
When the dark guard saw him enter the door, he quickly ran to the boardwalk and raised the sack above to take a closer look one by one. There was no doubt that the food was inside.
The doubts in the hearts of some people were deeper, and they looked to the bottom of the wooden board. On the wooden board pressed tightly by the sack, there seemed to be some white powder, slightly unknown. When several dark guards moved, they gently touched them with their index fingers. A little, taste it on the tip of your tongue.
It's salt.
They glanced at each other, knowing their hearts, and looked up at the governor's mansion in Jiangnan. Several people did not dare to alarm the people in Fufu, and only quietly confessed this to Ling Yu.
After listening, Ling Yu came to Wen Qihua's house cautiously, and returned to Wen Qihua what they saw today.
Wen Qihua listened calmly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
After a long while, Wen Qihua said in a deep tone, "I see. Lingyu, you send someone to stare at the governor's mansion in Jiangnan. When there is any wind blowing, immediately return to me." For a moment, he again said, "That's the same sentence, Wan Don't frighten the snake. "
Ling Yu agreed, and didn't mention it since it was deployed. Wen Qihua stared out the window deeply, his lips sneered deeper.
The governor of Jiangnan was really brave.
Wen Qihua already has his eyebrows on his side, and Si Yan and Min Sheng at the other end did not stop. The two sets of head actions are very tacit.
After discovering the secret of the wooden house, Si Ye and Min Sheng found another chance to sneak there, fearing that the last accident would happen again. After returning, Wen Qihua sent two secret guards to protect them secretly. The two did not know.
Saying that the two looked cautiously into the wooden house, Zai searched carefully. In addition to the secret path behind the huge Buddha statue, Min Sheng made new discoveries.
"Well, come and see."
Si Yan heard the words and walked beside him, followed his gaze to a dusty painting on the wall.
It is just an ordinary landscape painting, the style of which is blurred, and it seems to have been there for many years.
The painting is in an inconspicuous corner of the southeast corner of the wooden house, next to the Buddha statue.
But it was just a painting, and Si Su looked to Min Sheng in doubt, waiting for his explanation. Min Sheng lifted his chin gently, begging her to pay attention to the surrounding walls.
This wooden house has been around for some years. The beams and pillars of the house have been mottled, and it seems that they can collapse at any time because they cannot bear the weight. The walls around the house have also turned yellow, and there are several layers of spider webs in the corners.
However, the walls around this painting are not as yellowish as other places, but have a slightly blue color, as if just painted. Seeing this, it attracted the attention of Si Yan.
"This ..." Instinctively told myself that there must be something nasty on the back of this painting, but I dare not touch it because I have suffered before. Turning his head to Min Sheng's inquiry.
Min Sheng saw her concern, and patted her shoulders to signal that Si Yi stepped back, reached forward and carefully took the picture off the wall.
There is indeed a new mud on the wall behind this landscape painting, and there are obvious signs of movement around it. Si Yan and Min Sheng faced each other with excitement.
Kung Fu bears the heart, and finally has a look of brow. The two teamed up to remove the masonry in the collapse, and a large fist space was exposed behind the wall.
Inside the cave was a square sandalwood box.
Min Sheng carefully took the box out of the wall and held it in his hand. At a glance, Si Yan saw that the box was of great value. A good piece of rosewood, a large piece of sculpted box.
The contents of the container are so heart-conscious that the contents of the box are of great value, and perhaps there are important clues related to the smuggling case.
Checked up and down, this wooden box is tightly connected all over the body, there is no possibility of opening it.
Min Sheng frowned, thinking about every possibility. Si Yan took the box from his hand and weighed it in his hand. Because of the weight of the wooden box, it was difficult to tell what was inside.
Regardless of it, since you let yourself discover this, does it ignore it? Bring it back to your accommodation and plan again.
Si Yan carefully wrapped the box with a handkerchief and drew it in her arms. He instructed Min Sheng to hang the painting on the wall as it was, and the two quietly returned to their residence by moonlight.
Back in the room, Min Sheng took out a small bag with easy-to-fit items and rummaged in it. After a moment, he came to the table with a fine silver needle in his hand. Si Yan had never seen it before, and did not know the role of the silver needle, waiting curiously for his next move.