Private warehouse stolen?
What does it mean that a private warehouse is stolen?
Jia Wensheng suddenly heard this and asked with a bad look on his face, "But the gold and silver inside were stolen?"
Ding Zhixun nodded, then shook his head...
Seeing this, Master Huang, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask, "Master Ding, what do you mean? What was stolen?"
Ding Zhixun glanced at Jia Wensheng, lowered his head and said:
"It's all gone! Everything inside is gone! The rice is gone, the gold is gone, the banknotes are gone! There's nothing inside now!"
Buzz......
When Jia Wensheng heard this, his mind went blank. How could so much rice be gone?
Master Huang was completely unconvinced and said:
"Master Ding, do you know what you are talking about?
Let’s not talk about the gold and silver notes for now, just the rice in the warehouse, there are at least a thousand stones!
With so much rice, even if one hundred grain trucks were used, it would take a whole day and a night to transport it all!
How did the thief manage to steal all the rice and take it away right under the noses of the entire Heyan Village population? How is that even possible?
You really know how to tell a joke!"
When Ding Zhixun heard this, he was stunned at first, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Is there something else behind Mr. Huang's words?
He straightened his back, looked at Jia Wensheng, and kowtowed:
"Sir, I have been by your side for twenty years. Have I ever done anything to let you down?
The private storage was definitely not done by me, please understand!"
After hearing this, Jia Wensheng understood that the private warehouse had indeed been robbed!
He staggered back a few steps, grabbed the handle of the chair, and sat down.
Now He Wenqin is still in Xuzhou. Why was the rice lost at this time instead of earlier?
There are also two boxes of gold and one box of silver notes!
If all three boxes were converted into silver, it would be worth one million taels!
Jia Wensheng opened his scarlet eyes wide, stood up, and shouted, "Let's go! To the riverbank!"
After he finished speaking, he strode out!
Jia Wensheng glanced at Ding Zhixun who had stood up and said sarcastically, "Master Ding, you are so foolish in this matter!"
Ding Zhixun walked out and said:
"Master Huang, please don't jump to conclusions. This matter has nothing to do with me. I will leave it to you to judge!"
The sky in late autumn gets dark early, and it is already gray before the hour of Xu.
There was no one on the street anymore. A carriage left the city gate and sped eastward!
After returning to the house, Si Jinxing and Qingchan went to see Mo Qiu first.
Mo Qiu regained consciousness an hour later, and learned from Song Xiner that his princess had personally diagnosed his injuries.
He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He had been injured many times during previous missions, but he could only apply some external medicine on his own. If the prince knew about it, he would arrange for a doctor to see him.
But the princess...
That's their future princess!
When Mo Qiu saw Si Jinxing coming in, he wanted to get out of bed to greet her, but was held down by Si Jinxing.
She said, "Your wound is very deep, I just took great pains to sew it up for you!
Don't make such big movements again, or I'll have to sew it up again. Lie down quickly!"
After hearing this, Mo Qiu was afraid that he would make the princess tired again, so he quickly lay down on the bed obediently.
However, his injury was on his back, and he was only wearing his shirt. He felt a little uncomfortable lying in front of the princess like this.
Si Jinxing said nonchalantly, "That's right. If you're injured, you should take good care of yourself."
She glanced out the window, frowned, and said, "Who was that person you rescued? Why did you risk your life to save him?
Do you know that if the opponent's sword moves half an inch further, it will pierce your heart!
By then, even the Great Immortal will be helpless!"
It was clearly a rebuke, but Mo Qiu curled his lips and then reported softly:
“Princess, that man is from the Red Gang.
Master Huang took a few jars of wine and went to the foot of Cangwu Mountain in the eastern suburbs, which was the Xuzhou stronghold of the Red Gang.
I heard with my own ears that Master Huang told the assassins from the Red Gang that the people who were leading the riot outside the inn were killed on the orders of Lord He!
Not long after, two more black-clad secret guards came in.
What followed was the sound of fighting and killing. Anyone they saw was hacked and killed!
Although the Red Gang's assassins are numerous, they haven't even the strength to wield a knife due to the drugged wine they drank. How can they compete with the other side? "
Qing Chan stood aside and snorted coldly, saying, "So you're risking your life?"
Mo Qiu coughed lightly and explained:
"The other party is the Red Gang, and even the imperial court can't do anything about it.
If the Red Gang's leader determined that Lord He was responsible for the incident, wouldn't the princess also be implicated? "
Si Jinxing nodded and said, "If you think deeply about this matter, there will be endless troubles, so you saved one person and left him as a witness in the future!
But he wasn't drinking at the time? Did he know the whole story?
This time, Mo Qiu said with great certainty:
"He was the head of the Xuzhou stronghold. He happened to be returning from an outing when he saw those two men chopping down his companions with knives in hand!
However, he was filled with grief and anger and wanted to kill the two men, but he didn't expect that they were not vegetarians either, and their skills were very good! "
After Si Jinxing learned the whole story, she told him to have a good rest before leaving.
She stood in the yard and couldn't help looking towards the next room.
Red Gang killer?
On that day, Zhou and her elder and second brothers spent a large sum of money to hire the people from the Red Gang to kill them repeatedly!
She walked up the stairs, pushed the door open, and saw that the person on the bed suddenly closed his eyes, pretending to be still unconscious.
Si Jinxing walked closer and took a closer look at the wound on the man's wrist. While applying medicine, he said:
“This Red Gang deserves it.
When it comes to paying for your life, it also depends on who you cooperate with!
Jia Wensheng is clearly the leader of the pack, yet they dare to do that! "
Qingchan, who was standing aside, continued:
"That's right. Outside the posthouse that day, Lord He wanted to question those thieves, but he didn't expect that Jia Wensheng would take them away!
However, a fire broke out that night, and I heard that everyone was burned to death!
That person's heart is truly cruel. Where is the slightest sense of contract?!"
Si Jinxing saw the man's eyes moving slightly and sighed:
"If it weren't for Jia Wensheng, how could such a good wrist have fallen to this point?"
Qing Chan sneered, "If you can't lift a sword, who can you blame?
We can only blame him for not being able to judge people and aiding the evildoers!"
As the two of them were talking, they turned and left the room, and their voices became farther and farther away.
The person with his eyes closed on the bed suddenly opened his eyes!
What did those two young ladies mean?
He slowly raised his wrist and saw that it was wrapped in layers of thin cloth.
The glaring white of the thin cloth burned his eyes.
A chill instantly spread throughout his body!
His wrist...
Can’t pick up a sword again in the future?
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