Chapter 227
The redemption operation in Moon City was still ongoing and wouldn't be concluded anytime soon. After interrogating several people, the detectives realized, with a dreadful headache, that some of the individuals' identities were beyond their ability to handle. After a moment of psychological struggle, they reluctantly rejected their suggestions for private mediation and, gritted their teeth, passed the buck to their superiors: "Private mediation? I'm afraid you'll solve this privately!"
The boss who was blamed: "..." What? Am I a man of steel?
The pot was thrown up layer by layer until yesterday afternoon, when it was finally thrown respectfully in front of the prefect, and then the prefect threw the pot back.
"Don't ask me why, go back and figure it out!" The prefect rubbed his temples. "Foolish boy, you're the first to come out and make a scene at someone's urging. Can this matter get so big? Many things can change their nature if brought to light..."
"Oh, oh..." The young man, who had been urged to come here, scratched his head and walked out the door. "I've been thinking about it all day. If I could figure it out myself, would I come to you? Why do the elders always like to be riddlers... Are they using this sentence to get rid of me because they don't know what to say themselves?"
The prefect, unaware he was being treated as a riddle, stared at the file, thinking about telling his family when he got home, so they could teach their child, who had lived a life so easy that he hadn't developed much of a sense of security, a lesson in life. Meanwhile, Constable Wang, sharing the credit with everyone, temporarily became the most popular figure in the yamen. If it weren't for the reluctance to drink and delay work, the line of people inviting him for drinks and thanking him would have stretched back for half a month.
No one knows how much money Constable Wang got from other constables. However, there are rumors that he has already planned to resign, intending to travel while he is still young, so as to avoid the loss of taste and laziness in his old age, which would make him unable to taste good food and too lazy to travel to explore the beautiful scenery.
"How could your mother bear to let you go?" Upon learning that Constable Wang had already started training new personnel and was ready for the handover, his colleagues who had benefited from the work found an opportunity to treat him to a meal, and someone at the table asked this question.
"I'm not willing to give it up..." Constable Wang put down his teacup and smiled tiredly, "Anyway, I've made up my mind. At worst, I'll just take it one step at a time."
"Alas, it's not easy for you either..." Originally, the colleagues were a little jealous that Constable Wang didn't have to continue working, but after learning that he was still under the high-pressure control of my mother, although they were still a little jealous of his fortune, they felt much more comfortable than before: I feel relieved to know that you are not having a good life.
I continue to play the bitter and vengeful Constable Wang: Getting rich is secondary. Actually, I just happened to be transferred, and I'm laying the groundwork for my future role. Being as gentle as a chrysanthemum and fearful of my mother like a tiger is just my alternate-world character. Although I'm used to lying down, lying in the same place all the time is getting boring. Oh, right, I have to work hard these days to stay up all night and protect my money. I can't let thieves steal my hard-earned money.
The follow-up of Bei Qiao hiring people to show off and boost his reputation has not yet ended, but because of this series of reactions, no one doubts that Bei Qiao's identity is not simple. After all, there are many servants of wealthy families among those arrested by the constables. Although there may be some people who acted on their own initiative, since the constables dared to arrest people, it means that Bei Qiao is not afraid of offending the people behind these people.
In addition, someone recognized the horse from the Qiao family, and someone even sent a carriage to Bei Qiao yesterday, which further confirmed Bei Qiao's extraordinary background. Now, everyone was keen to discuss who this person was from the Qiao family.
The native who claims to know more than others: Naive, there are many people who can borrow horses from the Qiao Family Escort Agency, and this person may not have the surname Qiao.
Qizhen Pavilion Shopkeeper: The Qiao family? Isn't it the Qin family? Could it be... that person?
Players who have taken on quests before: Wow, there's even a way to borrow a horse and pretend to be from a noble family. You're definitely from the same hometown! I'll come next time too!
As evidenced by the Chamber of Commerce quests, players wouldn't mistake Bei Qiao for a native; they're simply envious of his abilities and a bit tempted to curry favor. However, most people just think about it; if they were asked to actually run up to Bei Qiao and yell, "Big brother, Cai Cai, lao lao," they probably wouldn't.
While many of them didn't live as glamorously as Bei Qiao, they came to Yishitu for the experience. If they succeeded in getting close to someone powerful, their lives might improve, but that wouldn't be very meaningful. Furthermore, getting close to someone powerful didn't guarantee a better life. Of course, there were players who wanted to get close to someone powerful, and there were also players who envied Bei Qiao. However, these players wouldn't cross paths with Bei Qiao for the time being, and wouldn't necessarily recognize each other if they met face to face.
Bei Qiao, who lives a glamorous life in the eyes of others: Living a glamorous life? Me?
"Strange, no news from the Qizhen Pavilion..." Skimming over the envious comments in the group chat, Bei Qiao pondered for a moment before opening the Chuzhou City forum and searching. The previous incident of students collectively welcoming an unknown individual had been dropped. Although the player had uncovered the individual's identity, they couldn't do anything about him, and the native students were even less able to do anything about him. After all, the other party had done nothing. The original welcoming party might have been someone's own initiative. If they really had to investigate, they didn't know where to assign responsibility. If they were to be strict, most of the entire school, save for the cooks and the janitors, would have been tortured.
"Forget it, it's just a face-saving project, something you can't avoid in any world..." Bei Qiao closed the forum, jumped out of bed, stretched his limbs, and began to do horse stance. It's worth mentioning that following my heart in all my choices this time has resulted in a clear mindset. Traveling as a wealthy person has been quite enjoyable, and the number of blind people has temporarily decreased. In the face of the false troika, everyone's respect and fear are remarkably real.
Sijin County is small, so the story of the Troika spread quickly. However, because Bei Qiao kept her face hidden, few people knew her true identity. After finishing her warm-up, changing clothes, and going downstairs, Bei Qiao heard someone publicly planning how to scam her. Some people also cheered her on, saying that if that person dared to do so, they would consider him a powerful person.
Is he really that impressive? He's just incredibly thick-skinned, I guess... Bei Qiao tucked her hair behind her ears, then walked through the crowd with a veil on her head. Today, she was wearing women's clothing. Unless she brought all three mounts at once, no one would recognize her as the player leading the new trend in Chasing Moon City.
Sijin County is only slightly smaller than other cities. While its location isn't particularly prime, it's home to a significant number of wealthy residents, as evidenced by the opulence of the pavilions along the river. According to local forums, hilltops not directly connected to the county's main water source are owned by owners and cannot be climbed at will. Anyone caught by patrolling servants will be violently driven away.
In the past, Bei Qiao would just wander around in any direction when he went out, but today he had a clear destination, which was the mountain open to the public, Jinshan.
Jinshan is named after a female general who defended the city. Deeply wounded by her family, she abandoned her surname and called herself General Jin, inspired by the wishes of her supporters and fellow soldiers. She had been loaned out to fight on the frontier for twelve years, then returned, wounded and ill, to the county where her fellow soldiers had come to support her. She lived a long life, cared for by her friends and family, before passing away peacefully in her sleep in the spring at the age of ninety-five.
Later generations commemorated General Sijin, and Sijin County derived its name from him. Jinshan is where General Jin's tomb is located. Every Qingming Festival, residents of the county would climb the mountain, burn paper, and kowtow before the tomb, praying for General Jin's blessing on a bright future for the younger generations in their families.
Huihui and Baibai were very close, and Honghong wanted to rest, so Beiqiao left Honghong at the inn and drove straight to Jinshan. There were two roads on Jinshan, one of which was suitable for carriages, so Beiqiao drove the carriage directly up the mountain.
It was autumn, not the peak season for General Jin's worship. Most of the people on the mountain were there for an outing, so the crowds were only slightly smaller than usual. Bei Qiao's destination was near the first bend in the mountain road, near the pavilion. It was the location of a quest posted by a player, which he had just accepted that morning. The reward wasn't great, but the quest itself was quite interesting.
The morning departure was a little later than usual. By the time Bei Qiao arrived near the pavilion, the other players who had received the same quest had already arrived. Bei Qiao, who wasn't late or late, glanced at the group, jumped off the carriage, and led Hui Hui to the opposite side of the female player who had issued the quest: "Flying Flower Hat, this must be the person."
"Report your number."
"Thirty-eight."
"Password?"
"No password."
"Alright, park the carriage there and stand in the back. Everyone's here." Shopkeeper Mei, the player who issued the quest, put away the roll call and gestured for the players to line up: "The tall ones are over here... Look left—in line! Look forward—attention! Stand at attention!"
Faced with the situation, the players didn't understand but respected it. The military training experience at the beginning of the school year made them accept the instructions of Shopkeeper Mei very easily. They were well-trained and lined up in two rows in front of the pavilion according to their height, then quickly aligned themselves, and finally turned back and stood at attention in unison, looking forward in unison, facing the group of people who had stopped opposite Shopkeeper Mei at some point, staring at them so hard that they subconsciously stopped.
Twenty players accepted the quest, roughly the same number as Shopkeeper Mei's opponents. However, the players held their heads high, their chests puffed out, and once they were in the zone, a murderous aura permeated the air, forcing the opposing group to be silent. Only Huihui and Baibai, grazing in front of the carriage in the back, remained calm, even grazing and watching the fun unfold: "One, two, three, freeze!" Uh hehe!
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